Chapter 14

Remus sat silently, watching the young blonde drink his tea silently, his dark eyes downcast as though he were deep in thougth. He looked so small, practically drowning in the slightly over-sized cloak, his small body adding to the effect of him being a small lost child, waiting for his parents to pick him up. Sighing, Remus stood, pouring himself another cup of tea, before continuing."How are you feeling?" he asked, a small kind smile, worming its way onto his face.

Draco looked at him, blinking slightly as he stared at the werewolf, confusion quickly lighting his eyes, then disappearing in those crystal depths."I'm better." he said simply, tilting his head to the side slightly, his face that blank thought, his body seeming to run on autopilot.

"Does your father know you're here?"asked Remus, taking a sip of tea.

Draco shook his head, running his hand threw his wild hair, feeling the blonde strands against his hand."I left them sleeping. They....need to sleep." Draco murmured.

Remus nodded his head in understanding, taking another sip of tea. "What did you need to discuss so badly that you came up here?"

Draco bristled, his eyes taking on a dark grey almost black hue."I believe that is between Potter and myself. At this time you are not privy to such information." said Draco, placing a strand of stark white hair behind his ear.

Remus felt his hackles raise, his mind becoming more animalistic, more protective of his pack."What makes you believe that I'll allow you to do that?"

"What was said is between Potter and me, not for you. These negotiations will begin shortly, I feel there is no need to share what was said within that particular conversation, due to the fact that they will be discussed and decided by Potter and me, but will be announced by my family at these negotiations, is that clear?" said Draco, looking every bit the Malfoy aristocrat and nothing like the scared young boy Remus had begun the conversation with.

Before Remus could respond, the door to the tower opened, revealing Severus, his dark clothes seeming to jump out in the Gryffindor decor. Severus spotted the blonde, his eyes revealing a sense of relief as he looked upon his child, feeling the tension that had been in his body since he had awaken and had been able to find the boy.

"Severus, welcome to my humble abode." said Remus, standing, his body tense in case of an attack that Severus could unleash if he had decided it was the Gryffindor's fault that his child had been missing.

Severus sneered, as he walked to his child's side, kneeling next to the boy, checking him over for injuries mental and physical. Draco allowed him, feeling his sire's need to make sure he was alright, to make sure he was whole.

Remus sat, watching the exchange between father and son, his heart constricting slightly as he watched Severus finger the child's face, his dark eyes piercing those that could reflect his own.

He could see the way the dark haired man looked at the boy, how his dark eyes were lightened with fear, the tension running through his body making his shakes show even more than could hear him, cursing his weakness, he rested his shaky hands on Draco's baby smooth cheeks, leaning his forward against the blonde head, taking a deep breath against the rushing of his blood.

Remus's heart clenched, as Draco reached around the man, placing his arms around the darker man's neck, burying his face into the crook of the potions masters neck, seeking comfort.

"Are you alright?" asked Severus, nuzzling the soft neck with his nose, breathing in the familiar scent of his child.

"Yes, just a little spooked and tired. Where is father?" asked the smaller of the two, feeling tightening his grip ever so slightly.

Severus felt a growl in his throat, but held it back, gently lifting the boy in his arms, shifting him slightly into a more comfortable position in his arms. Feeling the smaller boy shiver slightly against the air, he pulled him closer to his body, his eyes zoning in on the werewolf that stood there, his dark eyes flashing."We will see you in the morning." Said Severus, stepping toward the portal, tucking his son under his chin, nuzzling the baby soft hair on the pale head.

Remus smiled slightly, nodding his head, motioning them toward the door, a polite smile on his weather worn face, as he let them out, watching as Draco placing a kiss on the darker man's cheek.

Remus stood against the door frame, just listening to the sound of his lover and their cub, as they walked toward him, he could smell the scent of tears on the dark young man's face, those bottle green eyes reddened at the edges from the force of the tears. Turning, the werewolf smiled, taking the tall boy in his arms, breathing in his scent, taking comfort in the knowledge that his cub was in his arms, that he could still hold him, and know that he was alright, at least physically.

"Are you alright, cub?" asked Remus, resting his head on the broad shoulder of the dark haired boy.

Harry nodded, wrapping his arms around Moony, somehow knowing that the wolf needed to be reassured that his cub was still there, that scent alone was not enough to satisfy the wolf. "I'm alright. I'm just tired. How about you? How's the baby?" asked Harry.

Remus chuckled slightly, taking a step back, his eyes glittering amber with mischief and the barely contained wolf. Taking his small family to the couch, they all sat, Harry in the middle, the both adults on either side of him, providing comfort and warmth to his tired body.

Harry leant back, allowing a smile to settle on his face, as he listened to Remus speak, hearing and processing the older man's words, tucking them away in his mind, storing them for later when he could look back and smile at these memories, and maybe share them with his own child.

At that thought, Harry paused, realizing, for maybe the first time, that he was going to have a family of his own, that he was going to raise or at least help to raise a child, to shape that baby into someone he would be proud of. A small smile pulled at the edges of his mouth, as he relaxed into these thoughts, feeling for the first time as though there was something positive in this obstacle.

Severus sat walked down to the dungeons, his arms full of tiny blonde, his heart aching as he watching his son snuggle even closer to get warm. That had always been a problem in the dungeons, at least for Draco and his Slytherins, the cold had made them sluggish, and tired, instead of keeping them awake, and alert. The cold made them huddle close to each other on nights, sleeping naked to stay warm when the sheets were not enough. Severus, of course, had frowned upon this behavior, especially when Blaise and Theo had taken a shine to the smaller, more feminine body of the blonde now in his arms; but as both the two boys and he learned, Draco could and would take care of himself.

Smirking as the memory surfaced, he could remember the way their faces looked at they stood at the door to his quarters, their pained eyes telling of what the diminutive blonde had done to them. Looking down at the small creature in his arms, he could almost smell the scent of smoke that clung to the boy's hair and clothes, describing a life of cauldron smoke and brewing, not of a life of perfumes and pampering. His small hands, while soft, were perfectly stained with the scars of hard earned cuts, of potions and tonics. His nails cut short to minimize the risk of his essence spilling into the potions, that the blonde seemed to devote most of his time to.

Physically, he and the boy were so different and so similar. Though their darkness separating them in coloring, their souls were imperfectly perfect, both scarred and wretched in their own warpped way that made them complete, yet incomplete, at least, that is what Draco must be feeling. Severus sighed, as they came to the door, watching as it opened, seemingly of its own accord, watching as the it revealed the stunning image of Lucius Malfoy. No, he had found the missing part to his soul, could almost not bear to be parted from it, without it, he lost the humanness part of him, the wizard that protected the human in him and reminded him, that he was something beside the monster that others pegged him as, that he was someone.

Lucius smiled sensually, beakoning them both into the common room, watching with darkened eyes as his son was set down on his own two feet, ready to catch him if he fell.

Draco stretched, cracking his knuckles and popping his back into place, before he fully faced his parents, his charcoal grey eyes crackling with the fire in the hearth. "I went to speak to Potter, and the information that was divulged during that discussion will not be presented until the following morning. So, I suggest that, neither of you try to get me to talk until tomorrow. Now, I'm going to bed, and I would very much appreciate it, if the two of you would do the same. Good night, Father." said the smaller blonde, briefly kissing his bearer on the cheek. "Good night, Papa." repeating the ritual to the dark haired man, before heading off to bed.

Lucius watched his son leave, his eyes unreadable, the light from the fire blocking the emotion in those icy depths. Turning back toward his lover, the blonde smiled, a sad tilt to the sensual mouth.

"That's you son, " said Severus, wrapping his arms around the small waist of his lover, resting his chin on the shorter man's shoulder. Lucius chuckled, his eyes sparkling with tears that threatened to fall if he was not careful. Severus placed a kiss on his cheek, gently rubbing the flat stomach under his arms, his lips moving down the pale neck as his other hand gently pulled the robe that clothed the man's body, off his shoulder, granting access to his creamy smooth skin."He acts like you, all proper etiquette and everything." he said through his kisses, feeling the paler man relax against him, feeling as he allowed himself to feel the love that Severus offered him, feeling the arousal that was peaking under the robe that was being quickly discard by well trained fingers.

"He's yours too," argued the older of the two, a moan in his voice as he enjoyed the taller man's ministrations, his arm reaching behind him to wrap around the darker man's neck, stretching his body in ecstacy as his lover's hands touched him."You did help to create that little creature, after all."

Severus smiled against the supple neck, biting gently into the smooth flesh on the junction between shoulder and neck, lovingly, feeling Lucius arching into him. "True." the potions master stated simply, ripping away the fine silk robe from his lover's body, reveling in the friction that Lucius was causing.

Lucius moaned, turning to face the taller man, his eyes darkened in lust, his lips opened. Planting opened mouth kisses on the younger man's lips, neck, and face, Lucius allowed himself to feel the pain and agony that both were feeling, tears building in his eyes, welling over his eyelids and onto his cheeks, a sob tearing from his throat, as the pain ripped into his heart.

Severus gently shushed him, holding him close and rocking the naked man before him, allowing the pain to envelop them, reminding them that they were together in this, that they were together in this pain, that they could depend on each other. Severus lifted the blonde into his arms, gently rocking him, taking the strength from his mental walls and thrusting it to Lucius, walking to his bedroom, knowing that Lucius needed to know that he was loved, needed the physical aspect of their relationship, needed him to show him.....And Severus needed it to.

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