It was Halloween, and things were not much better, Harry still was keeping his distance. He would speak to the man in public, but he turned down any requests for tea or private time, even with his Uncle. They had not told him about the article, it had not come out, and the threat of a law suit kept it in check for now. But there were rumours the reward was still offered, for anyone who could bring the name of the other parent. They still had no idea who the source was, Sirius had his suspicions as he saw the kid on the pitch, but no proof so far. Harry had enough to deal with, and they knew he needed nothing else to worry about, especially this.

The first quidditch game was a few days after Halloween, and though he was only reserve, Harry was convinced to practice. He made another attempt, and sent his elf with a request to Harry, asking him to come to dinner on Saturday. He would not give up.

Severus shook his head when he looked at the time. "I guess I should not be surprised."

Remus put a hand on his arm. "He is just so confused, he will come around, you know he will. He will come to love you."

Severus wanted to believe him. "You heard Sirius, he told us Harry asked about the summer, about living with him."

Remus reminded him. "Because he was worried, James won't have him, and he thinks I am mad. He asked, because he doesn't want to be in an orphanage."

Severus ached for his son. "Damn it James, he destroyed everything. My son can't even trust his family loves him, not just me."

He had this whole family, he had cousins and people who loved him like a nephew, and one actual Uncle. Even without Sirius, if Severus did not want him, Harry had a line up of people willing to give him a family and a home. The Malfoys would have, even if he did not turn out to be a Black, or even a Snape, because of their son. Harry had to see, they had to help make him see, there was an entire world out there who loved him.

Remus was about to suggest they go up for dinner, there was a feast tomorrow, as it was not Halloween till then. But before he could say it, there was a knock at the painting, and his husband when to answer it. He knew his husband did not want to get his hopes up, he was not cold hearted as some people thought.

Severus was so happy to see his son. "Harry, I am happy you decided to come."

Harry was wary but he came in. "Uncle Sirius said I should give you a chance."

Remus kissed him. "We will never push cub, I hope you know that, we both love you. Even if just for dinner, to talk once a week, what ever you are ready for."

Severus motioned to the table. "I am sure you must be hungry after practice, and the food should come soon."

Harry reluctantly took a seat. "I guess, a bit."

The food arrived, and at first there was not much talk, neither man was sure what to say to Harry. They didn't want to push him away, they knew it took a lot for him to come, and they hoped he would come again. Severus never thought he would be grateful for the mutt, but he could admit he was now, he was a good Uncle and friend. The man truly loved Harry before he found out, but he had been working extra hard, since realizing Harry was his nephew.

Harry was drawn into talk, when they asked him about a safe topic, quidditch. He was still a bit unsure, but Severus could see quidditch had been a good idea, his son would gain confidence from it. It had been chosen as an impersonal topic, safe ground, and it worked.

Remus got Harry to stay after for some hot chocolate. He handed him a gift. "I meant to give this to you before. Liam has the cloak, I thought this was meant for you."

Harry looked in confusion at the parchment. "What is it?"

Remus explained how it worked. "We call it the marauder's map, your Uncle and I came up with it, to balance out the cloak. We could keep track of James."

Harry tried to pass it back to him. "I am not a son of you guys, it should be Liam's."

Remus kissed him. "You are my cub, and Sirius', even before we found out. I would like you to have it."

Harry kept the map, and he could admit it made him smile, he thought he remembered his Uncle mention it once. Severus noticed his son's hand on his locket, he had been thinking about it, and the spell on it. He had thought it a love spell alone at first, but the letter changed that, he thought it held a message. He knew his son had been wanting to speak to his daddy, and it was not something he could make happen, but perhaps there was a way to come close.

Harry tried to leave when Severus mentioned it. "No, no, you are not having my locket. It's all I have from daddy, you can keep the map, I want my locket."

Remus tried to calm him. "It was not a trade Harry, you know I never would take your locket from you, ever. The map is yours."

Severus went to his son. "I promise to return it, I swear, I swear prince. I would never steal it from you."

Harry looked down at it. "There is really a message from my daddy in it? But can you remove it? There has never been a way before."

Severus explained, or he thought so, Harry had to remove it. The spell ensured the locket could never be taken from Harry, good thing, as the Potters tried a lot. He knew his son was reluctant, but he assured him again he would return it, and there was a chance he could hear his daddy. Harry took the locket off, it took a few moments but the clasp came undone, and after another pause, gave it to him. He felt naked without it, but Severus promised he would find out how to open it soon, and return it to him. It might take a bit, but he swore he would work as quick as he could, to do it.

Remus held Harry before he left. "Your room is here, when ever you want it. We will never push, but we would really like you to consider a weekly dinner."

The first game of the season had come, between Gryffindor, and Slytherin. It was usually the biggest game of the year, even though not deciding in the cup yet, as the rivalry between the two houses was so immense. Severus and Minerva were as bad as the students, they took bets on it every year, his house had won last year. Her house had won the six previous years, when Charlie Weasley was on the team, making it second year. Of course it was more personal now, his son was on the team, even if only a reserve. Harry likely would see no air time, but he had a cheering section, all the Blacks even the Tonks family had come.

His son and nephew were both reserves, and were down on the field with the team, they would have warm ups at least. There was more chance Draco would see air time, it was not unheard of for a break for a chaser, but a seeker usually only left when injured.

Remus was watching the game when he noticed something. "What is his doing here?"

Sirius followed his eyeline. "I don't know,, but if he thinks I will allow him to go after Harry again, he has another thing coming."

Severus was worried. "He knew about the story, and he knows the source is some where here. I don't like what he may have in mind."

Lucius calmed his brother. "Focus on the game, and your son. We will deal with the man, if and when we have to."

He knew his friend was right, and when they noticed a blond come on to the field, their attention was back. "That did not take long."

It seems one of the Weasley twins had good aim, and had stunned one of the chasers, so Draco got to take to the air. It was why most teams had a reserve chaser, it was not common for other positions to have reserves, usually the team had to scramble to find a new one for next game. But chaser was pretty common, and while Draco was only in the game for fifteen minutes, while the chaser's head cleared, he scored a point.

About an hour into the game, their seeker caught the snitch, and won the game. It was not by an over whelming margin, the lions had been leading in points when their seeker caught it, but it was a win. Harry did not look disappointed when they went to the field he did not get to play, he was still not that anxious to be up there.

Fred and Oliver came over to see the team. Fred clapped him on the back. "Maybe it is a good thing you didn't get air time, I'd hate to use you as target practice."

Harry managed a smile for that. "Just all the more incentive I guess to practice on my new broom. I will have to be too fast for you to catch."

Oliver shrugged. "Well I was going to invite you to our party, but I guess you will have one of your own."

Severus broke up the moment as he had been congratulating his team and turned to his son. "I am sure like Draco, you will soon put the broom to use."

Harry allowed the man to hug him, it had only been days since the dinner, but Harry had agreed to weekly dinners. He still did not have his locket back, and he was anxious, both because he felt naked without it, and he was worried. He was also hoping it worked, and he could hear the message, it was more then the note. The note had been to his Papa, but if the note was read write, the message in the locket was personal, and for him. He wanted to hear his daddy.

He did not notice James, as did the others, until Liam who had come up beside him gasped. He turned to look at the man, confused at why he was there, and a bit scared as well. The man had made it clear Harry was not his son, and had no desire to be near him again.

Remus moved to stop him. "You have no place here. I won't allow you to ruin the day for him."

James ignored his friend and handed Harry a package. "I was impressed to hear you made the team, as was your mother."

Sirius snarled at the man. "Get away from him, you have caused enough problems"

James walked off, and they found he left the school, and their confusion deepened. They thought he had come to find the source, perhaps he had, but there was more. Harry looked down at the gift, and they wondered if he would open it, but he simply stared at it in confusion. He slipped it into his pocket instead.

Severus sent his son off with the team but he shook his head. "What the hell is that man playing with now? After all he has pulled, he does what, brings a gift?:

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