Thank you everyone for your glowing reviews. I do read each and every review, good or bad. I just simply don't have time to reply to them all so this is a blanket "thank you". Alot of people have expressed an interest in seeing one of them pregnant but I just don't have it in me to do that, so this will be the next best thing. Enjoy!

Lady B

A/N: The title of this chapter is actually a quote from Henny Youngman.

Part 14: What Is A Home Without Children?

The following 2 weeks seemed to pass in a blur to the two lovers. They spent the time trying to out-romance each other: Draco treated Harry to front row tickets to a Chudley Cannons game, Harry responded by taking him on a tour of the Greek ruins. Not to be outdone, Draco treated him to a magical night in Paris. Harry stepped up to the challenge and took Draco for a midnight walk on the beach in Hawaii.

Back and forth this competition went on. Ron and Hermione were in the middle and they couldn't judge who was the most romantic.

It was a bright Monday morning when Harry awoke. He reached a hand out to the other side of the bed, expecting to come into contact with warm skin. He touched cold sheets. He cracked an eye open and looked for his lover. Draco was no where to be seen. He got to his feet and headed for the bathroom, running his fingers through his hair and absently scratching an itch between his balls.

After taking care of his needs, he went to stand in front of the bathroom mirror as he did every morning and that's when he saw the note. Recognizing Draco's elegant scrawl, he snatched it down and opened it.

-Harry,

Good morning, love. I trust you slept well. I'm sorry I wasn't there to wake you but something came up that I have to take care of. Nothing you need to worry about, just some legal stuff pertaining to my mother's holdings in Italy and the final sale of my club in London. I will be home in time for dinner this evening. Do miss me while I'm gone. I know I'll be missing you terribly. Try not to get into too much trouble, eh? The Hero Complex does get old after 10 years.

All my love,

-Draco

Smiling, Harry continued his morning routine, knowing full well he'd probably not be able to concentrate on his students today.

Professor McGonagall sought him out in the teacher's room during one of his free periods.

"Harry, are you busy?" she asked.

"No, Minnie. What's up?" She sat beside him, looking a bit grave.

"Do you know Keiron Michaels?"

"Gryffindor 3rd year. Excellent Potions marks, followed closely by DADA. What about him?"

"I'm sad to say that both his parents died in a house explosion late last night. All signs point to faulty wiring in their stove."

"Muggles?"

"Yes." She sighed.

"Any other family? Someone who can look out for him?"

"Severus, Hermione and I made some inquiries. He has no one. His parents were the only children born to their parents – who are long gone from this world."

"Damn. Do you need me to speak to him?"

"If you would. But I have another reason to speak to you about him."

"If it is in my power to do so, you know I will do whatever you ask me." He stated honestly. He always had a soft spot for his former Head of House.

"I was kind of hoping you'd let him live with you."

"For how long?"

"For as long as you live?" she asked. Harry was in awe.

"You want me to become his guardian?"

"Yes. I know I'm asking a lot of you and I know that you and Draco Malfoy are just getting your relationship going and all, but Harry. Keiron idolizes you. I'm sure he would be thrilled to be living with you and having the benefit of your protection."

"Are you asking me this because I'm the Boy Who Beat Voldemort?" he scowled.

"No. I'm asking you because you are simply Harry Potter, the Boy Who Can Love." she stated softly. Harry closed his eyes, breathing deeply. He'd known his answer the minute she'd asked him. He just wanted to make sure she was asking for the right reasons.

"If Keiron will have me, then I will accept." he nodded. The relief on her face was evident and she gave him a small smile.

"Thank you, Harry." He gave her a small nod and went in search of Keiron.

He found him in his dorm in Gryffindor Tower. He was sitting in the window near his bed, his posture reminding Harry of himself when he was a 3rd year.

He cleared his throat to announce his presence. Keiron looked at him and Harry could see the pain and sadness in those young blue eyes. Keiron had been crying recently, there were dried tear tracks on his face. He hurriedly scrubbed them away, turning to face his Head of House.

"Professor Potter. I didn't hear you come in." Harry sat on one of the empty beds near Keiron. They were silent around each other for a moment.

"Keiron. I'm sorry about your parents. They were wonderful people."

"Yeah. They were excited when I got my Hogwarts letter my first year. They took me on a trip to Disneyland. First time I'd ever been there."

"Was it fun?"

"It was fun because mom and dad made it fun." Keiron said, looking down at his hands. "Professor, what's going to happen to me now? Where will I go when term ends? I don't want to be sent to an orphanage." Keiron looked up at him, eyes swimming with tears. Harry left his spot and went to sit next to Keiron, wrapping an arm around him.

"Keiron. Professor McGonagall approached me about you just a few minutes ago."

"Am I being kicked out of school?" Keiron breathed.

"No. But we were discussing your living arrangements."

"Oh." Keiron sighed, looking dejected.

"Keiron. No one can replace your parents, I doubt anyone would even try. But I would be honored if you allowed me to be your legal guardian and be there for you for the rest of your life. If you will let me." Harry held his breath as Keiron looked at him, his eyes huge.

"Why would you do that? Why would you do that for me?" Keiron whispered.

"You know what my life was like before and after I came to Hogwarts. I'm sure you studied it in your History of Magic classes."

"Yes."

"My childhood was not normal by anyone's standards. I always held out the hope that if I was ever blessed to have children of my own, I would see to it that they had the best childhood, more than my own was. I want to give you that chance."

"But, I wouldn't be yours. Not by blood anyway." Harry dropped his arm and looked Keiron in the eye.

"Does it bother you?"

"Not really." Keiron admitted.

"Keiron. I won't force you into this if you don't want it. You deserve to make the choice on your own. I grew up not knowing my father. I don't even know if I'd make a good parent, but I'm willing to give it a shot. If you'd let me."

Keiron looked down at his feet for the longest time, not saying a word. Harry left him to his thoughts, passing the time thinking about Remus and how much the man had been there for him after Sirius had died.

Finally, Keiron spoke, his question making Harry smile.

"Would I have to call you 'Dad' or something?"

"Only if you feel comfortable with it." Harry nodded, glad to see Keiron was at least acceptable to the idea of Harry adopting him.

"Do you think Mr Malfoy would approve of me?" It was no secret that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were officially and a couple.

"Tell you what. Why don't you join us for dinner this evening and we'll let him be the judge."

"Dinner? Here at school?"

"No. I want you to feel comfortable around us and us around you so I was hoping to take you to my home away from home. It's not far from school and it's connected to the Floo Network so we won't have to walk."

...Harry and Draco had gotten a flat together after Harry's aunt had returned from her trip to America just after the new year began. She had told Harry that the man she'd gone with had asked her to marry him and she accepted. Since the flat was in both their names, they split the money that came from the sale of the flat and with a sad heart, Harry watched his aunt fly to America with her new husband with a promise to visit her as soon as he could...

He explained this all to Keiron.

"All right, Professor. If it's allowed, I'd be happy to join you and Mr Malfoy for dinner."

"Excellent. I will come and collect you around 6. We can use the Floo in Professor Snape's office."

"Then I will see you at 6, sir." Keiron smiled for the first time that day. Harry patted him on the knee and headed for the door.

"Keiron?" he paused at the exit.

"Sir?"

"You can call me Harry." Then Harry left.

To be continued...