Title: To Be With You Again.
Summary: A Certain quidditch player is hunting Draco's dream, reminding him of his painful past. Who is he?
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own them by any chance.
Warning: Slash! Male/Male relationship!

Chapter Five

"Draco!" Remus greeted happily as he saw the blonde walked through the glass doors of the restaurant, along with Ron and Hermione, "Ron! Hermione!" He stood up and gave them a hug. "How are you?" he asked, his face flushed from excitement. "I miss you guys! How's the modeling career, Draco? Hermione, tell me about this new medicine of yours, I heard it's a breakthrough-"

"Moony, sit down, will you?" Sirius cut in, smiling at the three of them. "Come on, we'll talk over dinner." He pulled Remus down beside him.

Draco smiled at them, amused. Hermione shook her head in disbelief and Ron, as soon as he seated, he started ordering food and Sirius followed suit.

"Someone's cheerful tonight." Hermione voiced out, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, I am!" Ron's hand shot up the air.

Hermione snorted, "Yes, Ron, you are ecstatic. We know."

"Hmm. I know why!" Sirius said, excited. "The Chudley Cannons is in town and they're playing tomorrow night!" Ron nodded vigorously. "Are you going? I want to go! Let's go-"

"I have tickets!" Ron said triumphantly.

Sirius' eyes widened and his smile widened. "You have? Moony!!!"

"Paddy…"

"Moony! I want to go…Ron's going to go!" He whined. "Moony, please? Consider this as an early Christmas present for me? Please?"

Remus sighed, defeated. "But---"

"But, yes! I'll do anything!"

Remus grinned, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Deal." He said quickly. Sirius face paled, his mouth hanging open. The werewolf didn't know if it is because he agreed on going tomorrow or because the situation he put himself him into. 'He's at my mercy.' Remus thought, his smile widening.

Draco, who's watching the exchanged, knew something was between the two. Friendly bantering, flirting blatantly, distance between them is too close, Draco summed all this up to one thing and this one thing he is interested with. "So, Remus, Sirius…I heard you have some news?" He asked, stressing the word news.

Sirius turned to face him and smiled. "Actually, we have two." The three other occupants stared at him, waiting for him to continue. But he didn't.

"Well? What is it?" Ron asked, interested.

"Remus?" Sirius asked, waiting for the go signal.

"Hmm." Remus nodded in affirmation.

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Two figures walked through the glass doors and were directed to their seats. The taller one had his hand behind the other as he guided her, whispering sweet nothings to her ears as they reach their destination. He was pulling her chair out when he heard someone gasped from behind. Curiously, he turned to see where it came from.

"Really?"

"Huh?"

"That's fantastic!"

The other three said at the same time. He knew those voices, specially that drawling voice-Draco? He turned completely and froze. "Draco Malfoy." He said, loud enough for the blonde to hear.

Draco, who is contemplating the information just given, snapped his head towards the smooth, silky voice. He stood quickly and made his way towards the sound. "Severus!"

The unspeakable stood and walked over to where the Potion Master was, which was 4 feet away. The blonde had his arm around him and likewise. A rare smile is plastered on Severus' face as the blonde pulled away. "Black, Lupin," He nodded and frowned. "No, sorry. Mr. And Mr. Sirius Black." He corrected himself. The other two smiled at him, Remus briefly hugged him, while Sirius patted him on the shoulders.

"You knew they are together?"

"And they're married?"

Severus looked thoughtful, 'didn't they know?' He nodded slowly. "Didn't you?"

"No!" Hermione and Ron chorused.

"Well, now you know." He replied, smirking. 'So that's why its only me and Minerva on their wedding.' He added to himself.

"I thought you're in Asia?" Asked Draco.

"I heard you're coming to London." Replied Severus.

Ron and Hermione stood to greet Snape. The latter did the same as Remus and the former, same as Sirius. "Sev," they nodded at him.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." He acknowledged, his lips curving slightly.

"Join us for dinner, Sev." Draco said, "I missed my godfather."

"Of course." He paused and smirked at them. "Just a second." He turned and whispered something. A tall, fine lady appeared. Pale skin, long shiny black hair and a fashionable chic suit. "But first, meet my fiancé." He said.

Everyone stood, frozen. Their mouths open. Severus smiled at them, obviously amused. The woman next to him moved closer, looking for reassurance. The ex-spy snaked his arm around her, pulling her closer and kissed her left cheek. There were intake of breaths from the background and Severus wondered if one of them would be having a heart problem if he French kissed her now.

Draco Malfoy, the fine man that he is, recovered soon. He held out his hand and introduced himself. "Draco. Draco Malfoy." He said, flashing her a winning smile.

The black-haired woman nodded and smiled, "It's nice to meet you, Draco. I've heard so much about you." She said as she reached out to shake his hand. "Alexandra Lestrange, call me Alex."

Draco eyed her carefully, "Lestrange?" he asked.

"Yes, I see you knew them…"

"Oh, I know them, all right…" the blonde drawled.

Sirius frowned at the lady. He was never fond of the Lestranges, they were Voldemort's followers and they're as dark as the Malfoys. His cousin, Bellatirx married Rodolphus Lestrange, an awful man. "I am related to them." He informed them darkly. "And I don't like them one bit."

Remus elbowed him on the ribs, "Sirius…" He hissed.

Alex smiled sadly. "Join the club. I don't like them either…" she said.

Severus coughed, getting the attention of everybody. "Let's talk over dinner, shall we? This is getting a little ridiculous, talking and standing while we can eat, sit and talk at the same time." He said as a matter of fact.

Everyone agreed and Hermione asked for a much bigger table, for seven. After Severus and Alex ordered, the table was silent. Each of them either thinking, embarrassed to talk and hungry-that would be Ron.

Remus, the gentleman that he is, troubled himself the honor of breaking the quiet environment. "I don't believe we've met," he smiled and added, "Lupin, Remus."

Alex smiled back at him, grateful. "Alex." She said and in return. I've heard about you too…"

"That I'm a were---"

"Yes, but I didn't mind it, though. I'm actually looking forward to meeting you." She cut off.

"She's very fond of wolves, she studies them." Severus stated.

"Really?" Remus asked, interested. He never heard someone who's interested in his kind and he was happy to know one.

Alex nodded, "But ever since Sev here, entered my life, there's no going near them anymore…" she said, her voice teasing. Draco and Sirius snorted while Remus just smiled.

"I'm Hermione, and this is my husband, Ron." The brown-haired woman said, interested at knowing her better despite her family name. Ron nodded.

"Hello. Alex." Replied the other, her smile widening. She knew them by heart now, since Severus can't stop talking about them. He's very fond of his unofficial family and cares for them greatly. Hermione smiled back. She then turned to Sirius, the only one left who didn't bother introducing himself. She knew why, of course. "And you're, Black, I presume?" Sirius only nodded. "Sirius Black." She added and smiled, albeit sadly. Severus slid his arms around her and smiled encouragingly.

"So, Alex…tell us about yourself." Draco suggested, wanting to know more about his godfather's fiancé.

"Well…" Alex paused and sighed. "I'm 31 and I travel the globe, studying. I am what you call nomadic, since I don't have a permanent place to live in. I ran away from home when I had enough money, which was 14 years ago. I was 17 then, just after Hogwarts. I'm a muggle born. My half-brothers, Rodolphus and Rabastan wanted to kill me when I was a baby but my mother took me away with her, to stay in Asia until I was 11. When my mother died, my father took me in and my brothers swore not to harm me. They did, of course…they even planned on handing me over to Voldemort. Before that happened, of course, I ran away…I hate the Lestranges, you see…and they hate me back…"

"You're the last Lestrange living, you're brothers and Bellatrix died four years ago…" Hermoine informed her.

"For that I am grateful." She replied, dismissing the topic. "So, you two married?" She asked, lightening the mood. Remus smiled and Sirius nodded.

"I still can't believe you didn't tell us!" Ron said indignantly. "We're your friends! Friends tell when they're married…and invite them over for reception or dinner or something…"

"You were on your honeymoon, on Hawaii? Hello?" Sirius explained.

"And Snape knew? Why?" asked Ron, obviously objecting.

"Cause he's the only one around…" Remus said. Severus snorted.

"Please don't tell me he's at your wedding…" Ron whispered. Sirius' face is blank, Remus is smiling apologetically and Snape is currently smiling triumphantly. The redhead groaned. "You owe me!"

"We owe you what?" Sirius asked.

"A dinner and a cake…"

"Why? Is it you're birthday?"

"No! For the reception I missed…I can't believe you didn't invite me…all the food wasted…" Ron ranted.

Draco shook his head, while Hermione sighed in defeat.

"And now you're pregnant…" Ron ranted on. Severus blinked, once, twice and turned to Remus, his eyes inquiring.

'Yes, I'm pregnant…" Remus confirmed, his face glowing pleasantly. Alex gasped, surprised.

"Really? How?" She asked excitedly.

"Potions," Remus answered excitedly as well.

"Wow! Congratulation! I'm so happy for you!" she exclaimed.

"Thank you!"

"How far are you?" she asked eagerly.

"Four. I stopped working last week. They said pregnant males have the worst mood swings, ever. And so, I took my maternity leave…"

"Is it, paternity leave?" asked Ron, confused. Hermione frowned but didn't say anything.

"Either way, it's the same." Remus said.

"But…you don't look like you're pregnant…" Hermione said, looking over Remus' lean body.

This made Sirius smile proudly. "I found a concealment charm! It works the best!"

"Really?"

"Yes…it hides the bulge and keep his body sexy as ever…" Sirius answered. Remus blushed at his husband's comment over his body. "See…" Sirius hand presented a red-faced man, who's looking anywhere but the people around him.

"Paddy…stop…" he whispered, embarrassed.

"Wicked!"

Hermione nodded and turned to Ron. "Ron, If we planned on getting a baby, carry it for me…"

Ron fell off his eat. "What?" Everyone laughed, even Severus.

"You know what's the gender yet?" asked Alex.

"Baby girl!" Remus answered, his voice full of happiness. Everyone smiled at them.

"Oh! That's so sweet!" Alex exclaimed and Remus nodded in agreement.

"But…it's not until six…" Hermione objected.

"Magic, 'Mione." Sirius smirked. Obviously, he found a spell too, to know the gender earlier.

"Sevvy…I want one too!" Alex whined teasingly. She knew how her fiancé freaks out about having baby. They haven't really talked about it but somehow she knew he wouldn't want one…for now. Snape paled, his cheeks flushing. He hesitantly turned to look at her.

"What…?" Five pair of eyes watched, entertaining themselves.

"I want a baby, Sevvy…" Alex pouted, "Actually, I want three and I want twins!"

"I'm sorry…I think I heard you wrong…what do you want?"

"Babies…babies, Sev…have you heard of them? They have tiny little feet, tiny fingers, cute faces and ---"

"I know what a baby is, Lex…but, you…you want one?" he asked, deadpanned.

Alex smiled innocently at him, her puppy eyes twinkling. "Hmm." She nodded.

"But…but…"

Draco snorted at his godfather, he thought he would never see the day that Severus Snape, stuttering and being a incoherent sod. It's amusing how woman can change you. 'Its amazing how Harry changed me…' he sighed heavily, dismissing the thought. He wouldn't think of Harry tonight, not now…he's with his family and its not everyday they're together.

"When are you getting married?" asked Hermione.

"The day after tomorrow." Severus replied, happy that someone took his mind off the gutter of having babies. It made him shiver just thinking of crying babies at night and to feed them with disgusting baby food, diaper changed…and they're shrilling voices and…the list could go on. He isn't ready and probably will never be…

"But…that's too early…" Remus said thoughtfully.

"Everything's planned, though…"

"And when are you planning on telling me this, Sev?" Draco asked.

"Tomorrow. I heard you're in London and suggested to Alex to be married this week, while you're here." The professor explained. Draco smiled at him, flattered.

"Let's go dancing after this…" Remus suggested. Everyone happily agreed, everyone except Snape who grunted in return.

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Estefan Scott is sitting alone on the circular bar. The music was banging loudly from the background and he can't help but tap his fingers on the table. He was restless and couldn't sleep. It's only 2145 and he couldn't just go to sleep. He took another swing on his lager and sighed heavily. He can't stop thinking of Draco. After the blonde stormed off that afternoon, he couldn't think of anything else. Did he do something wrong? Is it because I reminded him of Harry? Did he cry? Is he somewhat excited or curious of who I am?

He groaned inwardly. It's his fault in the first place. If he didn't leave, he wouldn't be like this. If he didn't made that fucking decision and stayed instead, he wouldn't be alone and he would be happy. If he was strong enough to tell Draco the truth, he won't be in pain he is right now. If that asshole Voldemort didn't informed of his condition, he would have pretended it! Damn it! Damn it all to hell!

He banged his head on the table repeatedly and sighed. 'I am so screwed!' His thoughts shouted. "Fanfuckingtastic." He said at no one in particular. He closed his eyes and inhaled heavily. He can't believe he lived four years without him and survived. 'Well, I'm dying now…' he said to himself. 'How on earth am I going to concentrate tomorrow?'

One of the reasons he can't sleep is because of the game. He's sure Ron would be watching and he knows his moves more than anyone…even Wood. "Hell." He stated. He sat and gulped the last drop. 'No use getting wasted…' he sighed and stood. Freeing his black shirt from wrinkles, he grabbed his black cloak and went straight to the exit. He put the hood on, hiding his face in the dark and started walking. As he turned around the corner, he caught a glimpse of black hair, pale white skin. He turned slightly to confirmed but only saw swirling robes disappeared at the corner. 'I wonder if that's the same woman I saw at the elevator.' He shrugged and walked on.

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Seven magical people were walking and chatting happily with each other. They were full and is now ready for dancing, and hard liquors for Ron and Snape's case.

'We're gonna go dancing!" Remus sang, hopping all the way. Sirius sighed and watched his husband, happy.

"I see that his mood swings are really kicking off…" Draco drawled beside him. Sirius looked over and nodded. "We have to watch out when he started to be really moody…and touchy…" he added. "Well, you have to watch out…" he jabbed a finger at Sirius arm.

Sirius smirked at him, "Oh, but you see…Remus is never moody…" Draco smirked back.

"But he's pregnant…he can be."

Sirius frowned, not really fancying the idea of a moody Remus Lupin. "Maybe…"

Draco nodded and smiled, "That's all right, though…I bet you wouldn't even notice if he's moody…" he reassured the man, Sirius just smiled.

"I don't mind…"

"How about his transformation?" Draco asked. He'd been wanting to since dinner.

"Potions."

"Well, your child…would he be…?"

"A wolf or something?" Sirius added. He smiled and answered, "Dumbledore said it would be just fine. We worried about it at first, but he said you could only produce a werewolf when two werewolves mates, and those two werewolves should be born werewolves." He informed the blonde. Draco nodded, relieved.

As they were turn around the corner, Remus stilled. He inhaled heavily, his eyes watching his surrounding. Sirius stood beside him, resting his hands on his husband's shoulder.

"Hey," Sirius said.

Remus' face is serious and its obvious that he's concentrating on something. He sniffed the air, his face scrunched. He shook his head, not believing what he thought he smelled. "No…" He whispered.

Six people gathered around him, readying themselves if something tragic happened. Alex had her phone with her, ready to call an ambulance or something. Hermione had her wand on her hand and her thoughts full of spells that could help. Ron, along with Severus, is on guard, in case Remus smelled danger.

Draco on the other hand, is scanning the place. He saw a black figure approaching from the opposite side of the street, walking straight down the pavement. His heart is pounding on his chest and his mind racing with possibilities.

The honey-haired man just smiled and waved a hand dismissively. All of them sighed in relief. "It's nothing, lets go…"

"Are you sure?" Sirius asked, concerned. Remus nodded and the others slowly walked ahead, still on guard if ever Remus faint or anything of the sort. Remus grabbed Sirius hand and pulled him closer. "Hey…"

"I smell him, Sirius…" Remus said, his voice trembling. Sirius stared at him questioningly. "I smelled Harry's scent…"

To Be Continued...

A/N: Hello! An update! See, I'm nice. I hope you like this chapter, I know it's crap, but I hope you like it. Thanks for the wonderful reviews! Shattered-heart, the song you suggested, 'Will you wait for me' I haven't heard it, but I'm looking for it up the net. Thank you for suggesting it. :) Hope you guys like it!

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