I Wouldn't Change a Thing
Chapter 8: Home for Christmas
Christmas morning would have been perfect had Harry not needed to run to the toilet every so often and lose whatever he had just eaten the night before. The day was bright, clear, and the best of all, snowy. A warm fire was going in the morning room across the foyer where Harry, Ron and Hermione were seated at the dining, waiting for Severus. What none of them expected was to see Harry's father and Nymphadora Tonks walking down the staircase hand in hand and laughing.
This sight didn't come as too much of a shock to Harry, then again, he had walked in on them having sex. The other two had known about their professor's relationship with the young witch but hadn't seen it with their own two eyes. Severus sat at the head of the table with Tonks next to him on one side and the three teens on his other side. "Good morning and happy Christmas." Severus said as a plopped a sugar cube in his coffee. His hair was tied neatly in a ponytail with a black suede thong, exposing his neck.
"Dad, for the sake of mine and Ron and 'Mione's sanity, tell me that's not a hickey." Harry said, adjusting the high collar of his sweater.
"Please, boy," he drawled, rolling his eyes and lifted his hand to pull down the neck of Harry's turtleneck to expose a rather new looking hickey at the base of his neck. "For the sake of your dear old father's sanity, refrain from telling me who did that." He prodded the bruise for emphasis. Harry blushed and continued to eat his breakfast as last night flashed through his mind.
Harry remembered how Lucius had flooed to his bedroom and refused to cast a silencing charm on the already soundproof room, knowing perfectly well how vocal Harry could get. He'd forced Harry to remain quiet as he pleasured his young lover. It had taken all of Harry's restraint not to cry out as he came and every time Lucius teased his over sensitive skin.
"You okay, Harry? You look flushed." Tonks asked her friend.
"I'm fine." Harry added a smile just for good measure. He knew that one of these days someone would catch on to his and Lucius' budding relationship; it was just a matter of time. It didn't help that it was Christmas and he knew his lover would be coming over with Draco and that the house elves had placed mistletoe around the house. "So, when can we open presents?" Harry asked energetically.
Severus waited until the trio was out of the room before pulling his girlfriend onto his lap. "Happy Christmas." He whispered against her lips as he raked a hand through her shoulder length, red tipped, brown hair.
"Happy Christmas, baby." She let him kiss her again before getting up and pulling him towards his bedroom. She turned around and saw him smile at her. "I love your smile. You need to smile more. Let's go take a shower."
"They do look nice together, Harry. Just open this now." Hermione said referring to Severus and Tonks.
"Yeah and they're happy, too." He picked up the box Hermione had slid towards him and opened it. Inside was a blue, cloth bound album. Harry took it from the box and opened to the first page. There was a place for a picture and he baby's name on the front page. He flipped through the pages and grinned at his friend. There were spots for pictures, hand prints, information about the baby and so forth. "Thank you." He said, enveloping the girl in a tight embrace.
"Harry, are you going to tell us who this mystery person that has been coming to your room at night is?" Ron asked. Harry laughed and shook his head.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Harry turned pink and placed the book back in the box.
"Come on, Harry. You've been grinning like an idiot since the day after we got here. We're your best friends. If you're not going to tell us who he is, at least tell us what he's like." Hermione said, scooting closer to her boyfriend and her best friend.
"If you two are going to talk about boys and whatever else it is you two talk about, I'm going to go raid your kitchen." Ron kissed Hermione on the head and left the room.
"So, what's he like?"
"He's tall, muscular, great in bed, gorgeous body, and he's got the most amazing eyes and smile. He's so sweet and he spent an entire hour the other night holding me with his head on my chest, talking to the baby." Harry gushed.
"Aw, if only all guys could be like that. You really like him, don't you?" She cooed.
"I really do. I know I shouldn't think it but I do. I wish he was the father of my baby and not Draco."
"How do you know he wouldn't have acted the same way as Draco?" She asked.
"Because he has a son." Harry hadn't meant to say that.
"You guys still chatting about boys?" Ron asked a plate of biscuits in one hand and a bag of pecan turtles in the other. He closed the door and sat down next to them and held out the plate.
"How old is your new boyfriend, Harry?" She was worried about what her friend's answer might be,
"43" Harry mumbled.
"Did you just say your boyfriend is 43?!" Harry nodded nervously. "How old is his son?" Now Hermione was really scared.
"He's 17." Hermione had a feeling she knew who Harry was shagging.
"Is it who I think it is?" The look on her face said it all. Harry bit his lip and nodded. "What the fuck are you going to tell your child?!" She shouted.
Harry was about to answer when the doors to the morning room opened and Tonks came in and sat on the loveseat. "What's going on here?" She asked, shaking water from her short blackish-blue hair.
"Nothing." Harry said defensively.
"He was just telling us about his new boyfriend." Hermione said.
"Oh. How is my uncle?" Tonks smirked. She had only known because she had overheard her father and uncle in the kitchen while her mother was taking her aunt Narcissa to the medi-witch. Harry knew that she knew and was okay with it, though she was a bit put off by the thought of her friend and her uncle.
"He's fine. Not sure about how comfortably he can sit but he's fine." Harry grinned.
"I didn't need to know that Harry, unless you want to know what your father and I have been getting up to. By the way, we've claimed the elephant and I added where we did it to the list." Tonks smirked mischievously.
"Do I want to know? You know, this was more fun when you weren't doing my father."
It took Ron a few minutes to catch on before putting two and two together and realising who Harry's boyfriend was. "Malfoy? Harry, you're my best mate and I love you but why? Is it the blonde hair or the evil git attitude?"
"Uncle Lucius is actually very kind to those he loves and is often misunderstood." She said picking a candy cane from the jar next to the couch. The plastic crackled as the peppermint candy was unwrapped.
Hermione was perplexed. She sat on the floor, thinking for a moment. "What's all this about and elephant and a list?"
"Tonks and I have had this thing going for about a year now. It's like a game but with sex. The person who has sex in the most creative place or way, gets the elephant that I had by my door. And you have to write down the place or way you did it on the list." Harry explained. "Do I want to ask what was added to the list?"
"The garage, on the hood of the Spyder." She said proudly. She began laughing hysterically at the disgusted look on Harry's face.
"Ew. That's my car! I am never touching that thing again." Harry shivered at the off-putting mental image of his poor car being subjected to such treatment.
"Twice." She mouthed, holding up two fingers. "And so, the 'car sex' card trumps the '2nd floor alcove' card and Tonks gets the elephant!"
"What's this about an elephant and car sex and the 2nd floor alcove?" Severus asked, entering the room and sitting on the couch next to his lover. "Is this about that elephant statue that's sitting by my bedroom door?" He added. Harry and Tonks nodded.
"You're washing my car, thoroughly, without magic, and you're losing the elephant!" Harry said, his finger pointing at Tonks.
"How did we get the elephant?" He whispered to Tonks, who just bit off another piece of candy cane.
"Having sex on the Spyder last night." She answered and turned to grin at him.
"And how, pray tell, are you going to get the elephant, Harry?" Severus questioned, quirking a dark eyebrow at his son.
"Knock it off, Sevvie. It's just something Harry and I have had going for a while." Tonks latched onto his arm, batting her eyelashes and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"What did I tell you about calling me that in front of people, woman?!" He growled. Tonks pouted. "Don't pout. It's not very becoming."
"Hey, guys, not to sound bitchy but, get out." She smirked. She received an odd look from each of her three peers seated on the floor. "Fine, stay, it doesn't bother me. I don't care if you lot want to watch me have my way with Sev." That did it. The minute the words left her mouth, the trio was out of the room and into one of the many other reception rooms.
A bit later, Harry was napping in his bed when Lucius arrived. Not wanting to draw attention to his and Harry's relationship, Lucius entered through the front door and peeked in the sitting room. He suddenly wished he had a camera to photograph what he saw and use it as blackmail. Severus had his arms around Tonks and was busy placing small kisses on the laughing girl's lips and neck. This was definitely a side of Severus Snape that not many saw. Hell, no one saw this side of the potions master.
Quietly, the blonde made his way up the stairs and down the hall to Harry's bedroom. He knocked on the door once and when he heard no response from within; he opened the door and peered into the unlit room. Lying under the warm comforters was a very peaceful looking Harry. Lucius couldn't help the smile that spread across his face and mentally chided himself on the show of emotions. Lucius removed his boots as silently as he could and placed them next to a chair. Without moving the mattress too much, he slid under the covers and gathered his sleeping lover in his arms and fell asleep with a hand on Harry's stomach.
"Harry? You still sleeping?" Tonks knocked on Harry's door before opening, afraid of what she might walk in on. She breathed a sigh of relief when all she saw was Harry still sleeping with the blankets pulled past his chin; his hair nothing more than a tuft of wild, black hair sticking out from the wine coloured comforter. And what is that? Blonde hair? Ah, yes, the other occupant of Harry's bed was none other than her own Uncle Lucius. "Harry, Uncle Lucius, wake up." She said softly but not too softly.
Harry began to stir. A tiny bit of blanket was pulled down so he could peer over it and spotted a blurry mess of colours. Squinting, he realised it was Tonks and he pulled the blanket back up. Something was different. When he had fallen asleep, he had been alone in his bed. Now, there was another person laying next to him. "Mm. Luc, when did you get here?" His speech slurred with sleep.
"Maybe an hour ago." Lucius yawned. He turned Harry in his arms and kissed him firmly on the lips. "How's baby?" He asked, rolling Harry on his back and sliding down so his cheek rested on the bulge of Harry's tummy. "Hey there, baby. Being good to your daddy? Don't give him a hard time, okay?" He patted his stomach and glanced up to see Harry laughing at him. "I can't wait to see you, baby. I love you and your daddy very much." He said softly.
Harry had forgotten Tonks was there until he heard the woman coo about how sweet they were. "So, you love me?" Harry asked, raising a questioning eyebrow at the older man.
"You know I do, love. I've told you countless times that I love you." Lucius slid back up to pull Harry against his chest.
"I know but you didn't tell me you loved me today, that's all." Harry laughed and felt a dip on the other side of the bed then felt Tonks snuggle up next to him.
"Who knew you actually had a heart, Uncle." Tonks rested her chin on Harry's arm and looked at her uncle.
"Be quiet, child." He chided.
"Anyway, Harry, Sev sent me up to wake you up and tell you to get ready for dinner in half an hour. Uncle, how do you plan on explaining why you are coming from Harry's rooms and not through the front door?"
"I did come through the front door when I arrived. You and Sev, as you like to call him, were too busy playing tonsil hockey to notice I had peeked in the sitting room." Lucius hopped off the bed and sat in the chair to put his boots back on. "I'll just tell Severus that I flooed to the library." He said nonchalantly. He walked over and helped Harry off the bed. "I want to talk to you later." He said. Harry nodded and brushed their lips together before walking out of the room leaving Tonks and Lucius to talk for a moment before joining everyone downstairs.