Sirius stood in the doorway. He looked more pale and drawn then he had been since he escaped prison. He had not slept the night before. His husband's words were in his head. He kept seeing the ultrasound picture. And looking at Mira. He could not stop thinking about his son. Harry was his son. Remus was right. This was his granddaughter. Harry's letter ran through his mind. The fear Harry had felt in the graveyard. How he was nearly catatonic. His son's fear they would be ashamed. Harry had been right. They had turned on him. He was the child. Children were supposed to make mistakes. And parents were supposed to be there. He had wronged his son so bad. He should have been at the wedding. He should have allowed Harry to be there when Mira was born. He should not have forbidden Remus from him. He swore he would do anything to make it up to Harry. He could not lose his son.
He walked over to the bed. He did not answer at first and put down a pink rabbit with a bow around the neck. He had picked it up when he had dropped Mira with the Tonks. He knew it could not make up for anything. But he felt wrong coming empty handed. He kissed his son on the forehead looking at the monitors.
Harry had tears in his eyes. "Why are you here? You told me you never wanted to see me again. You said I was not your son."
Sirius felt such a pang at those words. "I am so sorry Harry. Oh Merlin I am so sorry. You are my cub. I have loved you from the day you were born."
The marauders had all been there. James had showed off his beautiful little boy. The first of them to settle down and start a family. Harry had been a child to three of them. They had all sworn to love and protect him. But he had been betrayed by two of them. Peter had sent Voldemort after Harry. Sirius had walked out on his son. He felt as if his crime was almost as bad. He had sworn to James to take care of Harry if he died. He could not even begin to make up for what he had done.
Harry looked at the bunny. "Are you going to take that away too? Like my broom? How long are you here this time? I read the article; your only child needs you"
Sirius felt like he had been slapped. "I am so sorry about the broom and the paper, the letter. I'll replace the broom. I am so sorry. I swear I'll make it up to you."
Harry turned his face. "I didn't want the broom. I wanted you. I wanted my dads, not my brother, to walk me down the aisle. I was so scared. I needed my dads."
For Harry to be admitting this in front of everyone he knew how much pain Harry was in. Charlie and Oliver had arrived. Fred was there. Harry never showed pain. One of the reasons none had known about Lucius. He believed he had to be strong for everyone. He thought he was not allowed to be a scared child. He may have been married and pregnant, and have won a war, but he was still a child. And watching Harry battle with the pain, he was reminded even more.
Sirius squeezed his hand. "I will never be able to make that up, I know. I know cub. But I love you. And I want to be there for you. I swear my cub, I swear."
Harry turned back to him. "I am scared. I want you. I want you there for me, for my baby. But I don't know if I can trust you. I can't take it again. It hurt too much."
As much as the shame in Sirius' face when Harry left his birthday would remain in Harry's mind, the absolute pain in Harry's face and fear as he went to marry Lucius would remain in his dad's. He heard his son to this dad begging him to tell his sister that he loved her, and did this for them all. They rang through his head again as he looked at his son. He would never forgive himself for the pain he had caused his son.
Sirius put his hand on Harry's belly. "I will do anything. I will do anything you need for me to prove I am here. You are my son and I swear I will never leave again."
Harry broke down sobbing."I'm so scared. I didn't want her; I didn't think I could love her. But I want her. She is a part of me. I am so scared I will lose her."
Finally reaching down Sirius held his son as best as he could. Severus quietly explained the full prognosis and Harry needing to remain still. His heart ached. He saw a copy of the ultrasound and he could hear the baby's heart beat on the magic monitor. James granddaughter, his granddaughter. He had wronged Harry so badly but not again. He would do anything to make it up to Harry. He would be there for his son and granddaughter. No matter what last name they held. Harry was his son, and he would make it up to him. He didn't know how but he would.
He put a hand on Harry's head and brushed his curls. "Your daughter is a granddaughter of three marauders, a fighter. She will make it, have faith, she will make it."
Lucius sunk down with his husband. Right now his comfort was more accepted by Harry. Sirius turned to his husband. He wondered if Remus and Mira would come home. He had not done this to bring them home. He had done this for Harry and the baby. He had done this because Harry was his son and he had wronged him. But he could not help but hope he might also be able to bring his husband back to him.
Remus kissed him. "I am coming home. Not because you apologized to Harry but because I see the man I married standing before me."
Sirius returned the kiss. "And I did not come here for you. I want you and Mira home but I came for Harry. You were right. He is my son. I could not stay away."
They both knew it would take time. Harry would not forgive so easy. Remus was still earning his own. But the newspaper, the broom, the letter and the distance were all adding for Sirius. He knew it would be time and work but he would do what ever was needed. He would earn his son's forgiveness. He would get his son back. And he would be there for his granddaughter. She would be a fighter like her daddy and grandparents. She would fight for her daddy. He knew she would.
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Fred had left the school. He had seen his brother. Harry still had not said the word love about the baby but he wanted her. He was bonding with her. He had even seen Harry accept his husband's comfort. It was far from love for Harry. But perhaps it could be. Or at least it might make for a happier future for his brother in the end. Harry deserved some happiness in his marriage and his future. The baby deserved that too. Fred refused to give up hope on his niece.
He had heard how his parents had acted. He had been shocked. He had hated how they had not supported Harry for his wedding. But this was far more. He found himself at the Burrow. It had bee the first time in a long while. Since he owed the shop in Hogsmeade he rarely even spoke with his twin and lately only for business. He was not surprised to find most of the family about to have dinner. Everyone but Charlie and the two in prison.
Molly looked up surprised when he came in. "Fred you are right in time for dinner. You should have brought Alicia. It has been far too long."
Fred looked at them. "How can you just be sitting here? Not even one of you has gone to see Harry. Not one of you has written so see how his baby is doing."
There were a few looks of contempt and some that looked perhaps a bit ashamed. He was not sure what reaction he had been expecting. He was not surprised. He had come knowing that they would not likely run to Harry's side. But he could not understand. He could see them being by his siblings through the trial but they had to know what Ron and Ginny had done was wrong. They had to know that they had nearly killed Harry and his baby. If Harry did not play quidditch they likely both would have died from the fall, at least the baby that is.
Arthur looked at him. "Harry is a Malfoy now and not welcome in this house. Your siblings made a mistake, it was an accident. Their freedom is our concern."
Fred glared. "Harry was your son. A member of this family. He married Lucius to save us all. He is fighting for his baby's life. He deserves better of you. All of you."
He turned around ad left the house. He could not believe his family. Especially his mother. Molly was always about her kids and grandkids. She had said so many times she considered Harry a son. No family feud with Harry's husband's family he would have ever thought would change that. The fact that Harry was forced into the marriage he would have thought would have helped Harry's case. He was definitely not a Malfoy by choice. Besides no one even knew what the old feud was about.