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 Five
Sirius stared blankly at the living room where the portkey always brought him. He moved one step backward when he saw that Draco was there.
"Sirius." Harry stepped forward to hug his godfather.
"I hope I don't bother you." Sirius stopped his fail attempt at smiling. "I don't know where else to go."
"Of course not." Draco smiled assuringly. "I've told you that you're family, and you're always welcome here."
"Thank you." Sirius let Harry stirred him to the couch. He could barely hold his tear and when Harry hold him tightly and told him that he would always be there for him and that he would love him no matter what, Sirius let his tears fell freely.
Harry and Draco waited patiently until Sirius' cry subsided.
"I'm sorry." Sirius blushed. "I don't mean to come here and trouble you, Harry."
Harry shook his head. "I thought you were happy, Siri."
"I am." Sirius glanced at Draco's passive face, wondering if Draco knew about his pregnancy.
"I haven't told Draco." Harry said quietly when he caught Sirius' discomfiture.
"I'll leave." Draco stood up. "You might feel more comfortable with Harry alone."
"No." Sirius smiled. "We are family, right?"
Draco studied Sirius' sadden face and sat back. He thought Sirius, as Harry's godfather, would be the ultimate reason that would take Harry away from him. But he realised that Sirius only wanted Harry to be happy, which he was working on.
"I'm pregnant." Sirius' voice quivered a little. "I just found out but they said it's four weeks now."
"I thought you're happy about it." Harry held Sirius' hand, supporting him.
"I am." Sirius nodded slowly. "I'm so stupid. I thought I could make him love me."
"Severus?" Draco asked quietly.
Sirius nodded.
"Did he know?"
Sirius shook his head violently. "And he would never know."
"Why, Siri?" Harry really hoped that Sirius would find his happiness.
"He hates me, Harry, always. I thought I cold make him love me even for just a little. I was so blind. All this time, I should have known. It wasn't me that he wants." Sirius put his other hand on his still flat stomach. "He would never want this baby. He hates me, he will hate this baby, too. I don't want that to happen. It's my fault, not my baby's."
For a moment silent engulfed the room.
"What will you do, Sirius, are you going to carry the baby to term or abort it?" Draco asked.
Sirius was shocked. "I… I don't know. I really don't know. Do I have to make the decision right now? Cause I really don't know what to do."
"You should at least let him know, Sirius, he has the right as the father." Harry gently told him.
"No, Harry. No. He's a cold-hearted bastard. He wouldn't want this baby. And I'm not sure that I want to have this baby. It will always be a reminder of a very bitter part of my life."
"No." Harry held Sirius' face firmly, and looked into his eyes when he spoke. "No, Sirius. Pregnant is like… like a one way ticket. It's a life. You shouldn't think about abortion. I don't want you to regret this. Please, Sirius, think carefully."
Draco's heart warmed at Harry's word. He was grateful of Harry's principle, and his kind heart, or he wouldn't have his family. He moved to sit at Sirius' other side. "Look, Sirius, you don't have to make a decision right now. You have plenty of time to think of what you want to do. Just be sure that Harry and I will be here to support you."
"Really?"
"Yes. When the baby's born and you don't want him, Harry and I would love to have him. Will raise your baby as our own. You'll have the chance to see your baby and love him because he or she is a part of you."
Before Sirius found a word to answer him, the door was opened, showing Larry with his nanny.
Larry ran to his parents, his smiled widened when he caught sight of Sirius.
"Uncle Sirius." Larry laughed.
"Hello, Larry." Sirius returned the smiled. He opened his arm and allowed the boy to climb onto his lap.
"It's your bedtime, Larry." Harry gently scolded his son.
"But, Mummy," Larry widened his eyes. "Uncle Sirius is here."
"And he will still be here when you wake up tomorrow." Draco smiled.
"Uncle Sirius is staying with us?" Larry looked back and forward between the adults.
"Yes." Harry smiled.
"Yayyyy." Larry laughed; he tightened his hold on Sirius' neck. "Uncle Sirius' sleeping with me."
Sirius dreamily returned Larry's hug. It was warm and loving. Draco was right. The baby was also a part of him. But… was he allowed to carry the baby. Sirius buried his face on Larry's small body. It smelt nice, of baby powder and shampoo.
Draco signalled Larry's nanny, Ms. Pinxter to leave them.
Harry shook his head a little. "Uncle Sirius will be sleeping in the room opposite of yours. Your bed is too small, and you'll be sleeping on your uncle."
"I won't, and my bed is veeeery big." Larry told Sirius solemnly.
"We'll be fine, Harry." Sirius smiled.
"Beside, Daddy sleep with Mummy, so Uncle Sirius sleep with me." Larry grinned.
"Why not." Draco nodded, agreeing his son's logic. "But it's way passed your bedtime so we'll take you to bed now."
"I'd like to sleep early too." Sirius smiled at Larry, which was returned with same affection.
"Do you want me to carry him?" Harry asked his godfather.
Sirius shook his head, but when he stood up, he looked confusedly at his belonging.
Draco brought Sirius' trunk, didn't question him of the lightness of the suitcase, and wisely didn't comment at the shame look on Sirius' face.
Harry led them to Larry's room, which had been a little familiar to Sirius after all his visits.
"Will you stay with us forever, Uncle Sirius?" Larry smiled brightly; he had been fond with his uncle ever since they first met.
"Just for two or three days." Sirius tried to return the smile more naturally.
"Do not need to rush, Sirius," Draco spoke gently, "I believe Harry and Larry will be pleased to spent time with you.
"Thank you." Sirius mumbled.
Draco left after he put the trunk, said that he and Harry could have some free time together.
But Larry took all their attention. Sirius, on his pyjama upon Larry's insist, sat on the bed next to the small boy, again Larry insisted, listened to Harry telling a story.
Harry kissed his son when he finished his story. "Sweet dream, love."
"Good night, Mummy." Larry yawned.
"Good night." Harry smiled and turned to his godfather. "Sleep well, Sirius."
Sirius nodded, and hesitantly added. "Thank you, Harry, to you and Draco."
Harry nodded and silently left the room.
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When Harry walked back to his bedroom, he noticed that his husband was already in the bed, though he wasn't sure if Draco was naked or had his boxer on under the duvet.
Draco preferred to sleep naked, but since Harry wasn't comfortable with it, he wore his boxer, unless he wanted to have sex, and when Larry wanted to sleep with them, Draco would wear his pyjama.
"Thank you, for what you said to Sirius." Harry looked into his husband's eyes when he asked, "Are you really willing to take care of his baby?"
"Yes." Draco answered him, without smirking or smiling smugly, just sincere answer. "I love Larry, and I would love to have more children. I might be not a good husband, but I'm trying my very best to be a good father."
Harry was surprised, he didn't know that Draco would want more children, but he had to admit that Draco was a good father.
Slowly Harry walked to sit in front of the small table and started his ritual before going to bed. He cleaned his face using the expensive cosmetics that he did rather automatically, knowing Draco loved to watch him using that many make up products. After that he combed his hair, fully aware of Draco's eyes following his movement.
When Draco walked to him, much to his disappointment, he saw that Draco was wearing his boxer. He allowed Draco to comb his hair.
"Do think it would be okay if Sirius sleep with Larry?"
"Why not?" Draco smiled. "Larry will make him want to have his own baby."
Harry looked at Draco's reflection with something akin to affection and admiration on his eyes, but Draco's attention was only on combing Harry's hair, he missed the look that he had been dreaming he would one day see on Harry's face.
"You are a good father, Draco." Harry whispered in to his ear as Draco carried him to bed.
"Thank you." Draco kissed Harry cheek, helping him stripped to his underwear before he went to his side of bed and slipped under the duvet.
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Sirius watched the door long after Harry left and when he studied Larry's peaceful face, the gentle emotion rash back at him in full force, almost suffocating him.
Sirius sighed. He knew if he asked, Harry would gladly spend the night with him, and Draco wouldn't mind to sleep alone, but he wanted to be alone. He had to face his godson and answer some questions later; he knew he couldn't avoid that. After all what had happened, all the knowledge about him, his best friend and his lover, he needed to be alone. To think. To feel. But he was afraid, afraid of the loneliness. Larry was the perfect one to keep him company.
For hours Sirius watched the sleeping toddler with unwavering fascination. He couldn't sleep. Every time he close his eyes, he saw Remus and Severus holding each other, kissing and making love. Thinking was a good option now, and feeling only hurt him more. Maybe he was wrong, maybe it wasn't Remus who took his happiness, maybe it was him who took the happiness from him and from Severus.
Studying Larry's peaceful face all night, he just came to his decision. He would carry his baby. He might not be a good parent and Severus might hate him even more, but this wasn't about Severus and his pathetic unrequited love anymore. This was about his chance for happiness. This baby would be the source of his happiness just like Larry had been to Harry and Draco.
Sirius didn't know how long he had been laying on his side, thinking and planning, no dreaming would be more appropriate, of his future with his own baby. He would have to find a job, so he could give a better life for his baby. He felt a new day had come, and he thought he could smelt coffee and breakfast that had been prepared.
Sirius slowly arose. He looked around and found his trunk where Draco put it last night. Sirius looked at himself sadly. What he was wearing yesterday was his best robe, mainly because he had packed his own belonging, leaving behind what had been given or bought using Severus' money. He just didn't have the time nor the mind to change the one that he wore yesterday, dressing up for the disastrous meeting.
'Come on, Sirius Black, get a hold of yourself.' Sirius forced himself to walk to his trunk and get something to wear to start the day. No use to choose his robe, whatever he wore he would still look poor compare to the Malfoys.
After he refreshed, Sirius walked back to the bed, intend to wait for Larry to wake up. He thought he heard a soft knocking sound and walked to the door.
"Ah, good morning, Mr. Black. I hope I didn't wake you." Ms. Pinxter, Melanie, smiled her perfect smile. As usual she was in her perfectly match dress robe.
He guessed that working for the Malfoys had its own prestige. Sirius returned the polite smile.
"Master Malfoy wonders if you would like to join him and Master Harry for breakfast."
"Ehm, but Larry's still sleeping. I'll wait till he wake up."
"Ah, young Master Larry wouldn't be awake until ten, especially after he get away with his sleeping time."
"You're right." Sirius smiled. "I'll join them."
Melanie smiled her polite smile again and signalled Sirius to follow her.
"Sirius." Harry smiled. "Good morning."
"Morning, Harry, Draco." Sirius sat on the empty seat next to Harry.
"Would you like something special for breakfast? We can have Mrs. Lynch make it for you."
"No, the milk would be enough, thanks."
"Do you have morning sickness?" Harry bent his head slightly. "Something you don't like and something you crave?"
"Nope. I feel wonderful." Sirius grinned. "Nothing of those pain."
"Well, I guest it's different for everyone." Draco nodded. "Harry here can hardly had his breakfast without throwing up when he was having Larry."
"Sorry." Harry cast his eyes down. "Must be killing your appetite."
"No, I should be the one to be blame." Draco smiled again, trying to light up the mood. "I'm the father, right."
Harry smiled shyly. He still remembered their conversation about another child. Seeing Draco's good mood, he thought that having another baby wouldn't be that awful.
"I've made the decision." Sirius worriedly clasped his fingers on top of his belly. "I might never be a good parent, Harry, but I want this baby. Draco's right, this baby is mine too."
"Good for you, Siri." Harry smiled. 'Draco is right, what he said is right.'
"You would make a wonderful parent." Draco nodded approvingly. "Well, I'll leave you two now, I have to go to work."
Harry nodded. He lifted his face when Draco walked to his side and kissed him.
"Call me if you need something."
"I will."
Sirius and Harry watched until Draco left the room. For a moment Sirius was afraid that Harry would start questioning, but Harry's attention was back on his half eaten toast.
"You should eat a lot, Harry." Sirius smiled. "You're too skinny."
"Speak for yourself." Harry huffed indignantly. "You're the one with the baby and you only have a glass of milk. I always hungry when I was having Larry, though I threw up half of what I had." Harry grinned sheepishly, and it felt weird on his face. For five years he married to Draco, he never had that stupid expression on his face.
"I'm really not hungry." Sirius shrugged his shoulder. "Jamie always had a great appetite. He always appeared famish to me. I think that's who Larry has it from."
Harry smiled. "I'm finish. Do you want to sit on the terrace? Morning sun is good for your skin or so I've been told."
Sirius lifted his eyebrows. "I think you're brainwashed by Narcissa. She's always been obsessed with her look."
Harry just smiled. "It feels good to actually spent some time to care for yourself. And when you look great, you'll feel happier and less depress."
"Are you depress, Harry?" Sirius studied his godson closely. Harry tent to hide his feeling and let others think that he was fine. "Aren't you happy? You have Larry and Draco loves you."
Harry turned to look at his godfather. He wanted to say that he was alright but if he didn't tell him the truth Sirius would forever be worried. He cast a small silencing ward around them.
"I guest the time wasn't right, Sirius." Harry tried to smile. "With Voldemort finally defeated, and you're no longer a criminal, I was looking forward to live with you. I was about to start my life. Draco's proposal was… too sudden. I refused him but you know what happen to the Weasleys and Hermione. I was afraid something would happen to you. So…"
"So you sacrificed yourself, didn't you?" Sirius smiled bitterly.
"But I wasn't unhappy." Harry started. "I was ready to leave him, you know. I had enough of this, my life was suck, I admit that."
"But Larry?"
Harry nodded. "Life's suck. When I finally gathered my courage to leave him and disappear so nobody can find me, I found out that I'm pregnant." Harry frowned. "More like Draco told me I was pregnant and if I even think about leaving him, he'd keep me prison until Larry was born and I could never see nor hear about my baby. I can't let that happen. I think if we created this baby then maybe there's something more between us. So I decided to stay and enjoy what my life had to offer. Draco's change, Siri, he… he proves to me that he cares about me. That's why he let you come and see me and now he let you stay." Harry smiled.
"So, you're happy?" Sirius bent his head.
"I don't know." Harry had the frown back on his forehead. "I know my life isn't so bad but I still can't open my heart for him. I guess I didn't really trust him. Deep down inside I was afraid that he would used it for his advantage." Harry bit his bottom lip. "I guess I'm not as brave as everyone thought. I'm afraid to love him. It's stupid, isn't it? He's my husband after all."
"It's not stupid, Harry." Sirius smiled sadly. "I guess you're right. We shouldn't love that easily. Especially to a Slytherin." Sirius decided to tell Harry everything. "I know I wasn't his only one, Harry, I knew that he has lovers. I don't think that I'm good enough for him. It just… why it has to be Remus?" Sirius smiled sadly.
Harry didn't know the answer to that question, and he felt sad for the older man.
"But I guess I know the answer." Sirius sighed. "Remus is everything that I'm not. He's strong, and he could do almost everything and do it great. He's a good cook. My cooking is disaster, and Severus loves to tell me so at every given chance."
"Oh, Sirius."
"I've been with him since grade five, you know."
"What?"
Sirius blushed. "After I almost kill him, he…" Sirius difficultly finished his sentence. "Took my virginity."
"He raped you?" Harry was shock. Now he knew that he was lucky. Draco never raped him, nor physically hurt him.
"At first, but then we became lovers until we graduated." Sirius sighed. "Your Dad warned me to be careful, that Severus might retaliate but I guess I ask for it."
"Nobody deserved to be raped, numerous times. Why my Dad didn't do anything?"
"Because he's been busy after your Mum?" Sirius grinned. "He wanted to hex Severus when he found out but I stopped him. I chose to be with Severus. I was a lonely boy, Harry, your Dad was the only one who loved me. He was the only one that I considered family. My own parents only cared about their business, and my brother and I aren't closed. And when your Dad fell in love with you Mum, I really felt lonely. With Severus, I felt loved. He was not that bad."
"How about Remus?"
"He's a friend." Sirius blushed. "I know it sounded weird, but Severus was my first so I decided to stick on him. We're together until we're graduated. He then went to study Potions and I spent my time to enjoy my life out of school and spent my family fortune and bothered Jamie." Sirius sighed. "Not a proud story."
Harry smiled. "That's exactly my plan. Enjoying my life without school and spending my inheritance. Actually that's what I've been doing, and I spend Draco's money instead."
Sirius chuckled. "Life wasn't that bad, Harry. I never met Severus after school and then the hold tragedy about your parents and my arrest happened."
Harry nodded; his eyes had a faraway look.
"I went back to him after I received you last letter, telling me about your marriage. I've been looking for you for months, Harry, so when I found out about your marriage to a Malfoy, I asked him to take me to see you. For more than four years he take me as his whore."
Harry cringed. "Don't call yourself like that Sirius." Harry gently told him. "You worth more than that."
Sirius smiled. "That's the truth, Harry. But he wasn't that bad, he even opened a vault account at Gringotts for me. More money than I ever need. He just never gives me his love, or attention." Sirius laughed bitterly. "Oh, he gave his full attention on bed, sex never unsatisfied with him. Can you believe that he started to be nice at me four months ago? Just when he started his… relationship with Remus. It's funny how he was being loyal to me when we're still at school. Though I bet he disliked me just as much. It hurts, Harry, even though I knew I wasn't his only one, it hurts to know that Remus was the one he truly love." Sirius sobbed.
Harry was stunned. He didn't know what to do. After years only give his love and caring to Larry, he forgot how to care someone else. He awkwardly took Sirius' hand in his.
"At least he took me to see you." Sirius gave him his watery smile.
"He couldn't take you to see me without Draco's permission." Harry pointed out.
"I know, but he could refuse and I wouldn't know when I finally able to see you."
"Yeah, but now you are here, Sirius, you're not alone anymore."
"Thank you."
That was the final of their conversation. They enjoyed the morning sun in peace when suddenly little footsteps ran to their direction. Harry pulled down his ward and be ready when Larry ran to him.
"Mummy."
"Where's your manner, sweetheart?" Harry pulled the little boy onto his laps.
Larry smiled shyly. He kissed his Mummy. "Morning, Mummy."
"Morning, Larry."
Larry stepped down and walked to Sirius and kissed his cheek. "Morning, Uncle Sirius."
"Morning, Larry."
"Have you had your breakfast?"
"No, Mummy. I had asked Ms. Pinxter to bring my breakfast here." Larry walked to his Mummy and lifted his hands, asking his Mummy to put his on his Mummy's laps.
"You still have your morning class." Harry fixed Larry's hair. He nodded as Melanie put down the tray. "Would you bring us some tea and join us here?"
The young girl nodded and hurriedly did as she was asked.
"Larry was only three, right?" Sirius was eyeing the little boy with curiosity. "Should he have his classes?"
Harry too watched as his son finished his sandwiches. "Yes, his birthday was last April."
Larry smiled. "Will you come for my birthday, Uncle Sirius?"
"It's still months away, Larry." Sirius couldn't help but laugh.
"Daddy said we have to plan everything so it go smuhly." Larry gave a very bright smile.
"Smuh?" Sirius was confused.
"Smoothly." Harry smiled. "That's Draco's line and had been Larry's favourite, especially when he wants things before time."
"But Daddy is right, Mummy."
"Of course." Harry reached the glass of milk and gave it to his son. He smiled when Melanie was back with tea and freshly baked cookies.
"Mrs. Lynch said she had just made this cookies, perhaps you would like some, Sir."
"Perfect." Harry smiled. "Make yourself comfortable, and join us." He turned to Sirius. "You should try this, Siri. Mrs. Lynch is the best cook, she worked for us when Draco bought this house and we moved here. She made my pregnancy bearable." Harry grinned. "Little Larry loved to eat meals at odd times."
Larry turned to his Mummy. "I'm not, Mummy."
"Oh yes you are." Harry laughed. "When you are still in my tummy."
Larry laughed. "Can I have the cookie, Mummy?"
Harry nodded and helped him get one. He turned to his adult companion. "Ms. Pinxter here is three years my junior. She went to Beaubaxton and was the valedictorian of her year. Draco had asked her to teach Larry just one day after Larry's second birthday."
Sirius smiled. "He has a tight schedule for Larry, huh?"
Harry shrugged his shoulder. "Ms. Pinxter teaches Larry reading, writing and French as well, and also babysitting Larry."
"Master Larry is a sweet boy." Melanie smiled, a little blush on her cheeks.
"She also keep me company for morning tea until Larry awakes." Harry nuzzled at Larry's hair.
"Mummy, here." Larry grinned as he feed his mummy some of the cookie.
"Finished you milk, honey." Harry pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his son's face. "Well, enjoy your tea, I'll take Larry to his playroom." Harry carried his son and left the two.
Sirius noticed how Harry was indifferent toward his employee. If Melanie had kept him company every morning for more than a year, he should treat her warmer.
"Master Harry was happier after he met you." Melanie smiled at the confused look on Sirius' face. "You and Master Larry made Master Harry happy, Sir. Don't get it wrong, Sir, Master Harry… he keeps himself for Master Larry only. He reserves himself even from Master Draco."
"You can call me Sirius." Sirius offered.
Melanie slowly sipped her tea. "Master Draco and Master Harry are nice, but there is unwritten rule in this house. No insolent is permitted."
"But this formality and too polite manner is too much." Sirius remembered his own childhood.
Melanie chuckled. "But it makes Master Harry comfortable."
"Thank you, er… Miss Melanie." Sirius smiled. "You care for Harry."
Melanie nodded. She put her cup. "Do you need something else? Or would you like to join me? Master Larry also enjoys your present."
"Thank you, I would like that." Sirius slowly stood up. He didn't like the dizzy feeling when he stood up. He waited for Melanie to send the tray back to the kitchen and followed her to Larry's playroom.
Sirius felt his smile blossom at the cute, loving scene of Harry holding Larry in his laps, reading a story for his son.
"Ah, time for your class, Larry." Harry closed the book.
"But, Mummy, it's not finished yet." Larry refused to stand up.
Harry smiled. "I'll continue after your class."
"But, Mummy…"
Harry kissed his son's temple. "Be a good boy, Larry."
Larry pouted but he nodded his head and stood up, giving Harry a hug and a kiss.
"I'll see you after class."
"Yes, Mummy." Larry answered dejectedly.
"See you, Larry." Sirius waved his hand sympathetically.
"See you, Uncle Sirius."
Sirius followed Harry out, nodded to the all-silent teacher. They headed to Harry's room. He's only been in this room once when Harry showed him around.
"So, what are you doing now, Harry?" Sirius asked as he looked a round the spacious room.
"Like I usually do." Harry smiled. "Body treatment. But this time is for you."
"Do you do this everyday?" Sirius sat on the only seat available in front of the vanity.
"Yes." Harry answered curtly. At Sirius' questioning look he explained. "I have more time than I know what to do with it."
"Why don't you go out?" Sirius studied the many bottles on the table. He glanced at his godson. "He doesn't keep you prison here, doeshe?"
"Draco?" Harry took a bottle, read the notification and put it back. "Yeah, you could say that. I think he was afraid that I will leave him at first given chance but after we had Larry, he has more faith in me."
"So, why don't you go out?"
Harry smiled. "I don't like my bodyguards, especially Draco's cousin." He gave a bottle to Sirius. "Put some on your face and massage it gently. It will peel off skin flakes."
"Oh." Sirius absently took the bottle and poured some on his face. "Like this?"
"Yes." Harry studied another bottle. "Do it in circular motion."
After Harry was satisfied he took Sirius to the bathroom and told him to rinse his face with warm water.
Sirius took the small towel and slowly wiped his face. It felt too sensitive for rough wiping. "It's done?"
"No." Harry smiled. "Let's do something to keep your skin nourished."
For the next half hour Sirius let Harry had fun. He did as he was told, wondering when the whole facial treatment was done.
Harry took him to his dressing room, showed him his wardrobe and asked him if he would like to try something on when there was a knock on his door.
"Who is that?" Sirius asked the equally confused Harry.
Harry shook his head. "Let's see." Harry opened the door and shocked to see Draco's cousin. Granted that Draco wasn't home but he wasn't that stupid as to come to his room, right? "Dave."
"Hello, Harry." David Malfoy was very different from Draco. He looked more like his mother, an American witch, than his father, who was Lucius' brother.
"What do you want?" Harry didn't trust the man; he opened the door only wide enough for the conversation.
"Someone's looking for Draco, and asked to see you. He's in Draco's study room' floo."
Harry narrowed his eyes. "You're not supposed into Draco's room."
Dave shrugged his shoulder. "It wasn't locked."
Harry opened the door and motioned Sirius to follow him. He turned to Dave, with blank expression he told him, "Next time ask Mrs. Nelson to tell me. You're not allowed to be in this wing."
Sirius didn't like the man. He didn't like the way he looked at him, he bet Harry didn't like him too. He quickly followed Harry, didn't want to give the man a chance to talk to him.
"Who is he, Harry?" Sirius asked after he was sure that the man didn't follow them.
"Draco's cousin, Dave Malfoy."
"No wonder you don't like him. He made me feel creepy."
"I think he had some interest in me, but he's afraid of Draco to make any blatant moves."
"Draco knows?"
"I think." Harry kept his face blank.
"Be careful Harry, I don't like the way he look at you."
Harry smiled. "I'm safe as long as I stay at home. Don't worry." Harry opened the door to Draco's study room. He headed to the fireplace.
"Severus?" Harry felt that Sirius had stopped on his tracked.
"What took you so long, Harry, I want to…" Severus' eyes drifted to the door. "Stop Black, I want to talk to you."
Sirius paled. He didn't move from the door, he felt like he was hypnotized under the black, angry gaze.
"Lupin had gone to Hogwarts." Severus ignored Harry's present. He was sure that his ex lover had told him everything.
"Good." Sirius found his voice. "Because I don't want to see him or you ever again." After the words left his mouth, Sirius found the strength to leave.
"Wait, I'm not finished." Severus was beyond angry now. Nobody had ever turned their back on him.
"He's gone." Harry told his ex Professor, which happen to be a good friend of his family.
"I know." Severus barked angrily. "How long is he going to stay here?"
"As long as he wants to." Harry calmly told him. "You're not teaching, Severus?"
"I'm not going back to Hogwarts anymore." Severus grumbled.
"Do you want Sirius to come back to you?" Harry asked politely, as if he was asking about the older man' health.
"Well, then it would be up to him, don't you think?" Severus asked sarcastically.
"Then why are you looking for him?"
Severus didn't like Harry Malfoy. He was too cold and indifferent, so very different from the Gryffindor he knew. "That because the werewolf had bugged me. I just humour him."
"I'll let him know." Harry stood up, signalling that their conversation was finished.
"Does Lucius know that he's here?" Severus narrowed his eyes.
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"He better keeps his hands off of him if he knew what's good for him." Severus angrily cut the connection.
Harry sat back on the sofa. He silently thought what Severus had said. "He's gone, Sirius, you can come here."
"How do you know I was there."
"Lucky guess." Harry smiled. "Did you hear him?"
"Yes."
"Are you going back to him?"
"It's not that easy, Harry." Sirius sighed. "I… I can't stay here. I want to leave tomorrow."
"To where?" Harry frowned. "Stay here Sirius, stay until you know where you want to go to, or you'll only make me worry."
"I don't know yet, I just know that I want to leave. I don't want to see him ever again."
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Later that evening, Draco was surprised to find Harry in his study room. He was rather expected him spending his time with their son and Sirius, and ignoring him.
"Harry?"
Harry looked up.
"Something's wrong?" He quickly went to his spouse's side. "Where are Larry and Sirius?"
"Sirius is in the kitchen. He said he want to make apple pie for Larry and Larry is so excited he doesn't want to leave Sirius." Harry smiled.
"So, why do you look troubled? Are you not feeling well?"
"Sirius said he want to leave and…"
"And?"
"Draco, do you mind if we have small party? I know our anniversary was six weeks ago, but Sirius wasn't there on our wedding."
Draco silenced Harry, inwardly kicking himself for not thinking about it earlier.
"Harry, you are the mistress of this house, you can do what you want."
Harry blushed. "I wish him to stay at least for a week."
"Do what you want Harry, I want you to be happy."
Harry studied his husband's face. He was touched by the sincerity. Slowly Harry stood up and straddled Draco's laps.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Draco stopped the hands that were trying to undress him.
"You said you want another child." Harry whispered; his heartbeat was loud in his ear.
Draco kissed Harry in the mouth hard until they both out of breath. "Look, Harry, I'm your husband. I love you so much even if you might not believe it. I want to make you happy. Don't degrade us like this."
"I thought you want another child." Harry's face was hot. "You don't want me anymore?"
"You're not listening to me." Draco tried to hold his anger. "I love you. If you're doing this as a paying for whatever you think it is, then forget about it."
Harry looked hurt. "I'm not paying for anything. I'm not a whore."
Draco smiled. "You're not. But that's how I feel, and it hurt me. You don't have to kiss me or have sex with me until you're ready, Harry. I love you, and I'll wait for no matter how long it take for you to feel something for me."
Harry nodded. He hid his face in Draco's neck, holding him tight. He was surprised when Draco told him that he loved him, it was hard to believe. He shocked himself when he realised that he wanted to believe every words Draco told him. 'I feel something for you, Draco, I just afraid to let you know.'
Harry didn't find the strength to move when the door was opened, and Larry entered with Sirius following him. He just knew that he was so thankful that Draco had stopped him or he would be in more embarrassing state.
"Hehe." Larry grinned; he had his hands on his hips. "I know that Daddy miss Mummy so much."
Draco rolled his eyes; he smiled affectionately when he caught Harry's blushing face. "Come on, let's have dinner."
5 February 05, 6:39 pm