Miss You

Author: Pokari, R for mpreg.

Disclaimer: you know it's not mine

Summary: Harry was married to Draco and they had a son.

Pairings: Harry/Draco, Sirius/Severus

Time: Post-Hogwarts

Warnings: a little angst, slightly AU.

Chapter Three

Harry was sitting in front of the mirror. He had more make-ups than he needed thanks to Draco. Not that he fancied those things but Draco like to watch him applying the moisturizer or milk cleansing or night cream, though he didn't really understand why he needed to use them.

Harry took the comb to tend his now waist length hair. Harry never cut his hair since he married to Draco, partly because Draco didn't let him and partly because he didn't care.

Harry studied his face and sighed sadly. He felt his life was pathetic. He needed Draco's approval on every part of his life. He even needed his approval to choose his own clothes. Or rather he let Draco chose his clothes. Though those clothes were unisex, they were too feminine for his taste.

Harry pulled his hair backward and made a long loose braid. He was choosing his necklace when someone startled him.

"Mummy."

Harry looked up to see his son on his father's arm, smiling happily as his father eyeing his every move.

"Going somewhere, Harry?" Draco took Harry's braid and kissed it.

Harry looked confused. He did this every night. Dress up for Draco's party or Lucius' or Narcissa's or for some invitation Draco accepted. He didn't care whose' party or what occasion. He didn't need to know either. All he had to do was wearing expensive dress, put on some jewellery and not to shame Malfoy's name.

"Daddy say we will have dinner together." Larry smiled. "I miss you, Mummy."

Harry turned around and took his son from Draco's arm. He secured him on his lap before he kissed his son.

"Mummy miss Daddy?"

It wasn't a question, to Draco it was just an invitation to kiss his aloof spouse. He didn't let go of Harry's hair as he bent down to kiss his mouth.

He thought last week had changed everything between them but nothing had changed. Harry was feeling gratitude so he kissed him. The next day he was back as the Harry he married. Letting Draco to make the moves, letting Draco touch him. Claiming what was his, Harry's body.

Larry smiled happily when his daddy and his mummy kissed. He sat contently on his mummy's lap.

Harry was breathless when Draco pulled away. Even if he wanted to, his eyes couldn't pull away from Draco's.

"You are beautiful." Draco whispered. His hands unbraided Harry's hair. He took the comb and gently tending Harry's hair.

Harry felt the same discomfiture when Draco looked at him like he was some sort of art he bought to decorate his house. He saw the cold eyes looked at him with lust and longing.

Draco smiled. In his eyes, Harry was just perfect, sitting there with red tinted his face and arms securely around their son.

"We have tonight for ourself." Draco whispered. "Though we have special guests tomorrow."

Harry looked questioningly at his husband. 'We?'

"Still, I love to see you dress up for me." Draco smiled, took no notice of Harry's unspoken question.

Harry didn't know what to say so he just stayed quiet. He let Draco played with his hair until Draco put away the comb and offered his hand to help Harry stood up.

Draco leisurely put his hand on Harry's back as they left the grand bedroom. Even the thick hair covering his backless dress couldn't stop him feeling the tingle of Draco's touch. He was desperately trying to stop his body shivering during the short journey to the dining room.

Harry noticed that they were indeed having dinner together; only the three of them since they would have it in the smaller room, but elegant nonetheless.

Harry uncomfortably sat in front of Draco. The small table didn't give him the space he always favoured when they dined at the long table.

Even with Larry sitting between them, chatting happily over many things still couldn't lessen the tension he felt.

He tried to ignore Draco but he couldn't. Pretending to be interested in his meal, he let Draco looked at him until he couldn't bear feeling his eyes all over him. Harry lifted his eyes to meet his husband's.

"Aren't you hungry?" Harry tried to smoothly telling him to eat and stop looking at him.

"Yes, and I'm ready for the dessert." Draco didn't hide his amusement.

Harry embarrassly acknowledged that Draco had finished his dinner while staring at him.

"Wait until Larry finish." Harry said almost inaudible.

"Daddy?" Larry's spoon was halfway to his mouth as he looked at his Daddy inquiringly.

"Yes?" Draco still had his eyes on Harry's flushed face.

"Why are you keep looking at Mummy?" Larry was oblivious that his question only made his Mummy more uncomfortable.

"That's because Daddy miss Mummy."

Harry swore he caught Draco's eyes twinkle funnily at him.

"Oh." Larry seemed to accept it but he frowned when Harry didn't make a move.

"A lot." Draco added.

"Mummy." Larry had forgot his soup at all. "Daddy missed you."

"Well, then he just has to wait until he finished his dinner."

"But I'm done. Just waiting for my dessert." Draco smiled.

"You're not supposed to miss me when I'm sitting right in front of you." Harry wanted to scream at him.

"Said who?" Draco arched his eyebrow.

"Mummy?" Larry pouted. "Daddy don't see you all day so he miss you."

Harry dreadfully put down his eating utensil and slowly walked to Draco. He nervously brushed his lips to Draco's cheek.

"I miss you a lot." Draco gently pulled Harry to sit on his lap. He felt a little guilty when he noticed Harry's trembling hands. When Harry lifted his head to kiss him again, Draco bent his head down and held him tighter.

"I'm sorry." Draco whispered. "But I really do miss you."

Harry smiled uncertainly before he kissed Draco on the mouth.

"A lot."

"Draco Malfoy, you really are insatiable." Harry whispered shakily as he rested his head on Draco's shoulder.

"What can I say, I'm a man with great appetite." Draco's right hand wondered on Harry's open back.

Larry watched as his parents kissed and talked, absolutely forgot about him.

"Daddy?"

Draco and Harry turned to look at Larry who watched them with wide eyes.

"Don't you miss me too?"

"Of course I do." Draco laughed.

Larry grinned. The seat was too high for him so he decided to climb the table and walked to his parents. In his hasty to reach them, he carelessly stumbled upon a bowl of soup.

Harry and Draco didn't have time to react as their son cried in pain and sobbed uncontrollable. The hot liquid had left Larry's uncovered small feet red with the burnt engraved on his pale tender skin.

Harry quickly lifted his son onto his arms and without thinking sat back on Draco's lap.

"Mummy…" Larry nuzzled his red tear streak face onto his mother's neck. "It hurts."

"Let me take a look, baby." Harry tried to detach Larry's hands on his shoulder but his son only tightened his grip, almost gave him difficulty in breathing.

"You should be more careful, Larry." Draco frowned.

Harry glared at his husband as he felt Larry's body tensed. He soon had his attention all on his son as he rocked his son to subdue his crying, oblivious of Draco's uncomfortable state with all the friction.

"Let me kiss it better." Harry gently pulled Larry's hand off of him. He whispered a simple healing charm before he kissed his son's reddened feet.

"Better?"

"Thank you, Mummy." Larry nodded. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Feeling relieved that his son was calm; Harry leaned onto his husband before he answered. He blushed when he felt his husband's rather exciting body.

Draco anxiously waited for Harry's answer. He knew that Harry could never say no to their son. 'Really, he spoils Larry too much.'

Draco's hand circling Harry's waist. 'I won't mind though, as long as he does it while he is sitting on me.'

Harry glanced at his smirking husband.

"Mummy?"

"Why don't we have our dessert, sweetie, then Daddy will read you a story." Harry smiled when he heard Draco growled. "I promise I will stay with you until you fall asleep."

Larry thought about it before agree. 'Maybe Daddy want to sleep with Mummy alone, I can sleep with Mummy when Daddy isn't home.' "Okay Mummy."

"Time to move," Harry held his son tighter, "I guess we're too heavy for Daddy."

Before Larry had time to protest, Draco had lifted both his son and Harry. 'Well, I guess I've spoiled them too much, but what can I say, I love them.'

Ö

Sirius smiled nervously. He had invited Severus to come for dinner and Remus had helped him cook. Actually, Severus had invited himself to come.

He planned to order some food but Remus said he had nothing to do and wanted to help him cook. He didn't think Remus trusted him with the kitchen since he almost burnt it down in his every attempt to cook. Which ended up Remus cooked all the food and he just made the dessert.

Sirius sat between Severus and Remus in the small square table, watching as Remus and Severus were staring at each other.

"Er, why don't you try this, Sev," Sirius served him some roast chicken. "Remus cooked it. He said today menu is chicken."

Surely it was all chicken menus, butter chicken, chicken casserole and teriyaki chicken. "You should try this." Sirius took a little of those and put it on Severus plate. "Remus made them all. He's the best cook."

Severus arched his eyebrow at him. His expression mocking, as if saying, "What did you make?"

Sirius blushed, "I made you dessert." He told him weakly.

Remus glared at Severus before he reverted his attention to his friend. "Sirius."

Sirius looked at him. He tried really hard to overwhelm the feeling of useless.

Remus just playfully lifted his plate. "I want some too."

Sirius grinned before he helped his friend with all the food.

Serving himself with smaller portion of the food, he looked at both men who were still glaring at each other all the time. Sirius watched with amusement when Remus and Severus were eating their food with eyes locked into each other.

If it was not for the animosity in those glares, Sirius might think that they were in love and he was just an outsider forcing his present upon their kindness. That thought made him shudder.

"Er, Severus?" Sirius was glad that those two were stop looking at each other, though the intensity in those black eyes took away his breath.

"Yes?"

Sirius swallowed before he opened his mouth. "You said you have good news for me. What is it?"

"Well," Severus smirked. He could feel Remus' body tensed as Sirius gave his sole attention on him. "It could be good or bad, depended on how you see it." Severus chose to ignore Remus' presence. "The bad news is…" Severus was closed to smile as he looked at the anticipation on Sirius' face.

"The bad news is…" Sirius thought about Harry, feared that something bad had happened to him.

"You have to wait till I finished my dinner and get my dessert." Severus said smugly.

Sirius pouted. He tried to guess what it was that Severus would tell him while he played with his dinner, oblivious of two pair of lustful eyes on his lips.

"You have to finish you dinner first." Severus told him mockingly.

Sirius grinned and followed the order.

When they finished their dinner, Sirius eagerly went to the kitchen to retrieve the pumpkin pie he made. He had a little more confident in dessert.

Sirius was only gone for a minute and he didn't surprise to fine both men were back glaring at each other in silence.

"I hope you like it." Sirius smiled shyly.

Severus took a bite. It was good actually, but it had been his habit to comment on his mistress.

"It's too sweet."

"Well, it served my taste then." Remus helped himself with the pie since Sirius didn't show any sign of serving him.

"I'll… I'll make you some tea." Sirius went back to the kitchen. He felt his face hot with shame. 'Why can't I make something right for once. Am I that useless? Remus seems to like any dessert I made for him. Maybe Remus just pretended he liked them out of pity.' Sirius sighed. His mind was too occupied to notice the voices from the dining room.

"Why can't you be nice to him?" Remus growled.

"Jealous?" Severus smirked. He was annoyed by the way Remus seemed to care about Sirius and ignoring him. Well, he could always pretend that the glares Remus sent him was a passionate attention, but that would be too pathetic for him.

"One day I will make him love me and leave you." Remus vowed.

"Really?" Severus tilted his head. "Do you really think you can do that?"

"You give him money." Remus said disgustingly.

"Lots of it." Severus shrugged.

"He only stay with you for the money." Remus knew he was just being bitter. It was unfair to Sirius but he was tired of the waiting. Delusion himself that one day Sirius would realise his love for him.

"Probably." Severus again told him in a matter-of-fact tone. "Never dream of him waking up one morning and realise that all this time he was madly in love with me." Severus said sarcastically. He hated how Remus always rejected his feeling and it made him want to hurt him the way he was hurt. "But I don't have to worry since I'm making lots of them."

"If you hurt him, I swear I'll curse you."

"Why don't you just take his place and make sure that I'll never hurt him." Severus sneered.

Remus and Severus were silently studying each other. Remus was wondering what Sirius saw in the Slytherin and Severus was wondering why Remus loved Sirius.

"I know you two can be friend." Sirius smiled. He didn't catch the surprised on both men eyes as he carefully put down the tray.

'Did he find out?' Remus was worried, but his friend calm demeanour told him that no, they hadn't been caught.

Sirius carefully took the pot of hot tea and pour on three cups. He gave one to Severus and surprised when his lover moved his leg and motioned him to sit on his lap.

Severus didn't know why he did it. He only knew that it hurt Remus to see Sirius with him and somehow knowing that he hurt Remus made him feel better. He watched as Sirius carefully put down the cup and gently sit on his lap.

Severus draped his hand around Sirius' waist. Sirius' light body was comforting, he was glad to know that Sirius had gained some weight. 'Well, letting him stay with Remus had its own benefit.' Severus' hand circle the small body and wandered on the abdomen. Though Sirius' body was still as slender as ever, he had filling nicely.

Sirius waited in anticipation. "Severus?"

"Yes?"

"Are you going to tell me now?"

"Tell you what?" The movement of those lips was distracting him.

"What the good news you want to tell me?"

"Oh that one."

"Yes." Sirius hold his breath, Severus looked as if he was going to kiss him.

"Nothing actually, just Draco invite me to dinner and he told me that I could bring a partner if I wish so."

"Really?" Sirius' eyes were as big as a saucer when the information drowning on him. "Will you bring a partner? Will you bring… me?" Sirius' voice was husky as he spoke.

"That depends." Severus' eyes latched onto Sirius' flushed face.

"On what?" Sirius' voice was a whisper now.

"On how my partner satisfies me." Severus took a glance at Remus.

"Take me please." Sirius kissed Severus hard on the mouth.

Severus forgot all the thought about Remus and hurting him. He just enjoying Sirius' mouth, he could feel the desperation in the kisses.

"Take me please." Sirius was breathless when he pulled away to look into his lover's eyes.

"Sure, I'll take you." Severus growled before he carried Sirius to the living room where he could portkey back to his place.

Sirius was shock. He wanted Severus to take him to the Malfoy so that he could see Harry. But one look at the Potion Master let him know that the Slytherin had other plan in mind. Not that he minded.

"Don't wait for me." Sirius looked at his friend before he was as out of sight and feel the pull of the portkey.

Remus watched as the two most important men in his life disappear. He wished he was the one to take Sirius tonight but the happiness in Sirius' face was enough for him.

Remus shook his head. It was getting more difficult to hate Severus now. He vowed that he would stop seeing Severus after the school started and he had to go back teaching there and he intended to do just so.

He imagined his life without the cynic man and thought that he could move on. He wasn't sure about Sirius if his friend found out.

He looked at the pie and the tea Sirius made. 'At least I have something for tonight.' He was going to finish off the pie since Severus said he didn't like it sweet.

"Stupid him." Remus grinned.

25 March 04, 7:26 pm