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Chapter 7

Draco looked about the room, his grey eyes, taking in every detail, every stone, scratch, and smell, memorizing them, cataloguing them, taking them in and remembering them. Fear stood in the back of his mind, gently echoing, always present in a Slytherin's mind, always there, always ready to take over their bodies and thoughts.

Carefully standing to his feet, the Malfoy heir padded through the dungeons, his heart jumping into his pale throat, his chest constricting in reaction to waking alone. He hurriedly jogged to his godfather's quarters, stopping abruptly, pressing his ear to the thick oaken door. Gently knocking on the hard wood, the boy listened intently, his heart hammering in his chest, forcefully beating his lungs.

Severus opened the door, eyeing the pale boy in front of his chambers, before allowing him to pass, watching as the small teen settled himself under the thick blankets, pointedly ignoring his father's nakedness. Climbing back into bed, he was greeted by two pairs of twin grey eyes, both staring at him, both filled with an unnamed emotion. Smirking, he quirked a dark eyebrow at the two, before reaching forward, placing a kiss on the brow of each.

Draco snuggled deeper into the comfort, allowing his parents to take care of him, to hold him, to protect him. "Do the negations start today?"

Lucius groaned, gently shushing his son, pulling the boy close, nuzzling the pale, soft hair so much like his own. "Go to sleep, no need to worry just yet." the Malfoy patriarch commented, smoothing hair from his baby's face, tucking the wayward strands behind his ear.

Severus rolled his eyes, the dark orbs taking in the image of his son and lover. "They should be here in an hour, knowing them they will also be late." commented the potionsmaster.

Draco sighed, closing his eyes against the adults gaze, shielding himself from Severus' legilimency and his father's eyes. Fear gripped his heart at the thought of having to face Potter after the 'incident'. His small body shook, his breathing shallow, his heart racing. Comforting, cool,caring hands held his face, while a strong chest moved under his, a whispered voice muttering in his ear to breath, to follow the movements of the chest beneath his own. Slowly the boy followed, his breaths coming in longer, drawn in inhales, his exhales allowed out.

Lucius gently placed his hand on his son's chest, feeling the heartbeat, feeling the frantic movements of his chest, like that of a scarred bird. Casting his eyes to Severus, watching as the dark haired man, climbed from the bed, reaching for the small chest of vials, grabbing the closest one, tipping the concoction into the tiny blonde's mouth.

Draco's movements calmed, his muscles relaxed as the potion took effect, calming his body and mind, relaxing his heart so it beat rhythmically. Slowly, he laid his head back, allowing his body to succumb to sleep.

Severus sighed, placing the now empty bottle on the nightstand, running his fingers through the smaller blonde's hair, silently listening to the child breath, watching his chest rise and fall. He looked over at Lucius , his inky black eyes meeting with storm cloud grey. "He should sleep for approximately two hours." informed Severus, laying back against the pillows spread around his bed.

Lucius sighed, gently snuggling closer to the sleeping boy, gently breathing in the soft scent of ginger root, smiling slightly as the ingredients clinging to Severus clung to his son as well. "He's terrified of Potter." the older blonde commented, pulling the limp body of his child closer.

Severus sighed, trying to smile, though it seemed only half-hearted. "I know," he said, his voice nothing above a whisper," I couldn't protect him, I couldn't...I couldn't..."

"Shh." Lucius whispered, one hand reaching forward to cup his lovers cheek."It couldn't be helped, you didn't know."

"But I should have given him a curfew, or told him to stay in, or followed him outside."

"There are a lot of things that could have been done differently, but, the were not, it's no ones fault. It's not Draco's, it's not yours, it's not mine. We are not at fault. The only thing that can be done now, is to take care of Draco--to take care of our baby, and his own, even if we don't approve of the father, that baby is innocent, we have a duty to it." Lucius whispered, his grey eyes darkening to nearly black.

"Do you think it was Potter's fault?"

"No."

"Why?" his voice rising slightly in surprise.

"He doesn't have the balls to do it." the blonde stated simply.

"Then who?"

"Who do you think?"

"Dumbledore." he said darkly. The room nearly crackling with tension, as the dark haired man stood, reaching for his wand,summoning his clothes.

"Where do you think you're going?" asked Lucius, rising a delicate brow in amusement.

Severus sneered, pulling on trousers, hurriedly buttoning up the pants."Going to go kill the man that dared to hurt my son." he stated, quickly pulling on a white button-up.

Lucius sighed, shifting Draco over slightly, before sliding out of the large bed."Love, think about it, the man's a Gryffindor, and he thinks he has you under his thumb, he's not going anywhere." explained the shorter of the two, pulling on a silk dressing robe,seating himself on the bed, pouting at the dark man.

Severus looked at his lover, a sigh escaping his lips as he placed a kiss on the blonde's pale cheek."Alright, alright, what does my heart want to do?" asked Severus, gently running his fingers through the silky blonde hair.

Lucius smirked, his arms slowly capturing the taller man, pulling him down into a kiss."I want you to prove that Dumbledore is behind this to those Gryffindors." the blonde said, his smile wickedly sweet.

Severus groaned, resting his forehead against that of his lover's."They practically worship the ground he shits upon. I don't see how they will believe me over him."

"Show them Potter's memory."

Severus looked at his lover sharply, his eyes narrowed, calculating. The blonde met him head on, his eyes never faltering, his resolve strengthening as his dark haired lover bowed his head. Threading his fingers through the inky, black mass, Lucius smirked, gently lifting the man's head up to meet his eyes.

"I will always win our staring contests." whispered Lucius, laughingly, his eyes tearing slightly at the corners as memory flooded them. Images of a small blonde filled his mind, laughing, crying, watching, making the older man pause, overwhelmed by the change in his little boy. Looking over to his side, his eyes found his son, his baby, laying silently, sleeping relaxing his face and body, into that of innocence and childhood.

Severus followed his gaze, his dark eyes saddening as he watched their son sleep. Briefly looking over at Lucius, he twined their fingers together, placing a kiss on his lover's pale knuckles."As you wish it." he whispered, pulling the blonde into his lap, placing kisses over his face and neck, comforting as best he could, taking away as much pain as he could from the Malfoy patriarch.

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Sirius panted gently against his lover, laying his sweaty tired body on top of his mate, his arms no longer able to hold his weight.

The werewolf chuckled slightly, running his fingers through the dark mass on top of his husband's head. "Have I already tired you out, mate?" the wolf asked jokingly, only half expecting a response.

Sirius groaned, slowly rolling off his lover, to lay beside the other man, gently settling his husband's smaller body next to his, allowing the other to pull the blankets around them."Where do you get the energy?" asked animagus, breathing in the familiar scent of his love.

Remus sighed, lazily drawing patterns on man's chest, listening to the dark haired wizard breath."During pregnancies all cravings are heightened to the extreme."

Sirius looked over at his husband, his eyes slowly drifting down, resting on his flat stomach. His hands slowly traced the same path, finally to sprawl across his stomach. The animagus leant his head down, placing a kiss onto the surface of his stomach, a smile curving his lips.

Remus smiled, leaning back against the headboard, his amber eyes closed as his husband kissed his belly. "Draco Malfoy is will go through this, that is if he keeps the baby." sighed Remus.

Sirius sat up abruptly, looking into his lover's eyes."What brought this up?"asked the darker man.

"He'll be going through the exact same thing, and he's far younger than I am!" Remus said, ignoring his husband's question

"I know." said Sirius, gently pulling Remus into his arms."I know, Remus, I know."

"What are we going to do?" asked the werewolf, snuggling in his mate's warm embrace.

"I don't know, but we'll talk to them soon, and then we will decide how to proceed, okay?"

Remus nodded, his eyes heavy with sleep."Alright." he whispered, burying his nose in Sirius's chest, inhaling his scent.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk about this later." he commanded jokingly, snuggling closer to the werewolf.

Remus smiled, placing one last sleepy kiss on Sirius's forehead before falling in Morpheus's arms.