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.

Note: unbeta-ed

Chapter Six

Sirius waited in anticipation, as Draco, Harry and Larry tasted the orange mousse. "How is it?"

"It's great." Draco smiled the smile he reserved for his family only. "You should teach Mrs. Zynch how to make it."

"I love it, Uncle Sirius." Larry smiled brightly. "Will you make it for me again tomorrow, please?"

Harry nodded. "Yes, Sirius. Will you make some for me too, please?"

Sirius couldn't believe them. "You only said that to make me happy, aren't you?"

"What make you think so?" Draco lifted his eyebrow.

"But…" Sirius bit his tongue to stop himself from mentioning Severus' name. "I mean I'm leaving tomorrow."

Larry put down his spoon immediately. "But why, Uncle Sirius? Don't you like me and Mummy and Daddy?"

"Of course I do." Sirius smiled sadly.

"And you said that you'll teach me how to change." Larry pouted. "You've promised me, Uncle Sirius."

Harry smiled; his son was really taken by Animagi.

"I'll teach you when you're big enough to learn it."

"I'm big now, right Mummy?"

Harry smiled again. "You're big when you're as tall as your Daddy."

Larry blinked his eyes several times and pouted. "But Daddy is too tall."

Draco laughed. "Just waited for a few more years, son."

Larry still pouted. "Does that mean you're leaving, Uncle Sirius?"

"I'll be back." Sirius tried to smile. "That is if you still remember me."

"I'll never forget you, Uncle Sirius." Larry said with seriousness that rarely shown on his young face. "You're the best uncle I have."

"Why don't you stay for another week, Sirius?" Draco lifted his hand and stopped any protest from Sirius. "Harry still misses you so. Besides, we're going to have a small party. It's for family only, and you're part of our family.

"Party?"

Harry nodded. "Our fifth anniversary. Only Draco's parents would be here. We won't have other guest during your stay here. Right, Draco?"

"Yes, of course."

"Well," Sirius smiled uncertainty. "If you're sure that I won't be a bother."

"Yay." Larry clapped his hands happily.

They talked some more and then Draco drank his coffee and then excused himself to his study room.

"And you, Mister," Harry carried his son. "It's time for your bedtime."

"Story, Mummy." Larry yawned as he hugged his mother's neck.

"Yes, Darling." Harry smiled at his son's sleepy face. Apparently Larry was too sleepy to protest when Harry helped him prepared to sleep.

Harry turned to his godfather. "Don't runaway, Sirius, make some plan."

Sirius grinned. "And I'm you godfather, I'm suppose to be the one saying wise things."

Harry smiled. "I've decided to help you making the plan."

"Do I have any choice?"

"No." Harry smiled satisfiedly. "Two heads are better than one. I have a lot of time anyway."

Sirius only shrugged his shoulder.

Ö

Lucius raised his eyebrow when he found his friend in the corner of the busy bar, finishing what seem like his third bottle of beer, which was an unusual thing since Severus preferred red wine.

"So, my friend." Lucius took the seat in front of his friend. "What's with this sudden invitation?"

Severus eyes his friend closely. "Did you see him?"

"Him?"

"Black."

"Today?" Lucius smirked. "You know I'm a busy man, Severus. Unless you let him stay a bit longer, then I'll be able to meet him."

Severus growled. "He's staying with them now."

Lucius clicked his tongue. "Ah, he finally sees that the world doesn't revolve around you."

"Yeah." Severus smiled cynically. "Now you have the chance to after him."

"You're drunk." Lucius said curtly. "I'm a married man."

"Really, you've changed, Lucius."

"For the better, I hope."

"You swear that you won't see him?"

"Possessive, my friend? Didn't know that you're that kind of man."

Severus just raised his bottle and finished his beer. ""Just be careful of Narcissa's wrath."

Lucius smiled sourly. "I'm not that suicidal, you know, I still want to see my second grandchild."

Severus ordered two more beers, ignored the look his friend gave him. "Do you want some? No? Well, serve yourself."

"Don't know you're the type of man who got drunk over a lost love."

"Love? Me?" Severus sneered amusedly. "You've got to be kidding. I'm glad that I finally got rid of him." He ignored the amused and disbelief look. "He's too clingy for my taste."

"So, this is a celebration then. Congratulation, he finally got some sense and left you." Lucius smirked. He pulled a cigarette, lit it and drew a long drag. "But why now. I proposed him twice, in sixth and seventh year, and he flat refused me."

"So you proposed Narcissa then. No wonder she hates him." Severus chuckled lowly.

For the next hour, Lucius endured the agonising minutes hearing his usually quiet friend talking about some ungrateful Gryffindors, Potions, finally leaving Hogwarts, Potions, Gryfindor in particular, Potions, but nothing about why Sirius left him.

"Let me take you home, Severus." Lucius pulled Severus up none-too-gently, threw a few coins of Galleon, and headed to the door. "You're too old for this, Severus, you should plan a family. Have children and grandchildren to inherit you name and wealth. There's nothing wrong with being in love with Sirius, you know."

"You're getting soft, Lucius. Are you drunk of something? I'm not in love with anyone. It's passed my age to fall in love."

"Too true, but you'll grow all alone, isn't that too lonely?"

"I get used to it. Beside, he had left me, Lucius." Severus laughed bitterly. "They all left me."

"Do you want me to talk to him?"

Severus glared. "I don't want you to see him. At all."

"That's a bit difficult, I'm afraid." Lucius smirked. "I plan to visit my grandson."

"Bastard." Severus growled.

Lucius laughed openly. "You really need to learn to love someone."

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"Are you sure you don't want a room for yourself?" Harry frowned when he saw his godfather trying to find a comfortable sleeping position. "This bed is too small for two people, Sirius. Even though you and Larry don't need a big space to sleep, Larry has the tendency to sleep on the person next to him, something he inherited from his father I'm afraid."

Sirius only smiled, he sighed satisfiedly and turned to look at the toddler sleeping peacefully beside him. "I like my sleeping arrangement, Harry, and Larry is right. You sleep with Draco, it's not fair that Larry and I sleep alone."

"Sirius." Harry gave him his best be-good-or-you-won't-have-cookie-for-tea look.

Sirius chuckled softly. The first relax smile after Severus' interruption today. "I'm fine, Harry. And comfortable. Beside, Larry never sleeps on me."

"Are you sure?" Harry asked doubtfully. "Because Larry always ends up sleeping on me."

"Wow, with Draco sleeping on you too, it must be heavy." Sirius grinned.

"Tell me about it." Harry sighed. "He tends to push me to the end side of the bed and he's still sleeping on me."

"You know, maybe you should change the side of bed you sleep on. It happened to me before, and it worked." And he told Harry the short episode when he spent summer at the Potter's, how James tried to hide his crush on Lily.

Harry smiled as he saw his godfather yawned. "Maybe I'll try. Good night, Sirius, we'll talk again tomorrow." He once again kissed his son's forehead before he left.

"Night, Harry." Sirius smiled through his heavy eyelids. He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep. The meeting with Severus was too sudden, though expected. He hated to leave Harry but he realised that his godson was right. If he didn't have a place to go, he would only make Harry worried. Minutes later, Sirius felt into untroubled, peaceful sleep.

Ö

When Harry entered his room, Draco was already in bed. Harry quickly changed into his sleeping attire and finished cleaning his face in much shorter time than he would usually do, and then he slowly walked to Draco.

Draco was a bit surprised when Harry walked to him instead of just hiding on his side of bed, turned of the light and pretended that Draco wasn't there, but he waited patiently until Harry talked. He put aside the book he'd been trying to read and looked at Harry.

"Erm, Draco…" Harry smiled hesitantly.

"Yes?"

Harry took a long breath and spoke slowly and clearly. "Do you mind if we change side of bed?"

Draco blinked once, twice, nodded and rolled over to give Harry some space.

Harry quickly slipped under the duvet. The sheet and the blanket still had Draco's warmth and scent. "Sirius said it might just work."

"What might work?" Draco frowned. "You talked about our bed activity with you godfather?"

"Not bed activity." Harry blushed.

Draco chuckled. "I'm just kidding, Harry."

Harry frowned. "Good night, Draco." Turned his back and pretended to be asleep, as usual. Only this time sleep come faster, with Draco's scent and warmth wrapped him.

Draco watched Harry's face. Harry had changed these past days, and he had Sirius to thank to. Draco couldn't seem to wipe the smile off his face. Sirius staying with them proved to be good for Harry. Somehow he was more open and accepted about their marriage. Soon he too felt in to deep, peaceful slumber.

A few hours later, Harry was awaked. He soon realised the familiar weight of Draco's body. But tonight was too hot for body contact.

'Maybe I just have to wake up and change side of bed.' Harry grumbled to himself. But when he tried to push Draco away and freed himself, Draco's hold on him tightened.

"Don't leave…"

Harry didn't make a movement. At first he thought that Draco was awaked, but apparently he was only talking in his sleep.

"Don't leave me, Harry, please…"

Harry relaxed under Draco's body. Slowly he raised his free hand and hugged Draco. "Shh," he said softly, as if he was calming Larry when his son had nightmare. "I'm not leaving you, Draco. I'll never leave you."

Draco's hold loose slightly, as he kept mumbling. "Don't leave me, Harry."

Harry sighed. 'So maybe this is the reason why he always sleeps on me. Just to make sure I'm not running away from him.'

Harry yawned sleepily. He searched on the bedside table where Draco used to keep his wand and spelt the room temperature down. Now Draco's hugging him was actually comforting. Harry smiled as he returned to his sleep.

The next day, when Draco opened his eyes, he was looking into Harry's green eyes.

"It's not working." Harry said softly.

"Hmm?"

"You still sleep on me no matter how big our bed is." Harry smiled sweetly. "Maybe we should buy another bed and sleep in separated beds."

"I object." Draco said disdainfully.

Harry shrugged. "You seem to want to push me out of bed since we first shared it."

Draco frowned deeper. "I did? Well, sorry if I gave you that impression." Draco hugged Harry and rolled over so that Harry was lying on top of him. "Better now?"

"I'll think about it." Harry smirked, which was a perfect imitation of Draco's own.

Draco was at a loss of word, he looked so cute that Harry wanted to kiss him, like he kissed Larry, but he just lay with his head on Draco's shoulder instead.

"You can invite your friends if you wanted to." Draco said softly, his fingers playing with Harry's long, black lock.

"No." Harry said hastily. "Don't."

"Why?" Draco held Harry's arm tightly when Harry tried to get up. "Are you ashamed of us?"

"No." Harry shook his head. "Of course not."

"So why, Harry? I thought you'll be happy to see your friends again." Draco tried to hide the hurt that suddenly emerged.

"I've changed." Harry whispered. "What if they don't like me?"

"I like you." Draco smiled when Harry laid back. "So very much. Larry and Sirius also like you, adore you even, and my parents, too. Isn't that matter more?"

"I know." Harry sighed. "Are you sure?"

"I won't suggest it if I wasn't."

"Thank you." Harry kissed Draco's cheek.

Suddenly the door burst opened and Larry ran in. "Mummy…"

Draco sighed. "Next time I'm gonna lock the door."

Harry chuckled as he turned around and caught his energetic son.

"Er," Sirius stood at the door. "Morning, Harry, Draco."

"Come in, Sirius." Draco vowed to himself from now on he would always lock the door when Harry and he were alone. "Don't worry, we are properly clothed."

Sirius blushed a little when he came in. "Sorry to stop you from something." Sirius looked at Harry and felt a bit better that he wasn't the only one with red face. "Larry said he miss his mummy." Sirius smiled guiltily for helping Larry opened the door.

"You do?" Harry smiled at his son.

"Yes, Mummy." Larry grinned. "A lot."

Draco rolled his eyes. He hoped that Harry's offer for another child was still opened, because being an only child sure made Larry a spoilt kid.

Harry kissed his son. "You wake early today, honey."

"Yes, Mummy." Larry grinned happily. "No class today."

"Ah." Harry smiled. He forgot how his son always wakes up early on weekend, when he had no classes. "What you want to do today?"

"Play, Mummy." Larry laughed; he hugged his mother's neck.

Harry also laughed.

Draco shook his head as he headed to the bathroom and get ready for the day. When he got back, he only see Harry, still sitting in the middle of their bed, looking inviting as ever, with his hair messy from sleep and Draco's naughty hand.

"Sirius took Larry to see if breakfast is ready." Harry explained. He slowly got up from their bed and walked to his husband. Hesitantly reaching for Draco's tie and up fixed it for him. In one of the rare occasion Draco would dressed in muggle's suit to do business with some muggle.

"I'm going to London today." Draco smiled as the shy fingers redone his tie.

Harry nodded.

"Do you want mother to come and help you with the party?"

Harry's fingers stopped working for a moment. "I think I can handle it with Sirius' help." Harry said quietly before he added. "But I think mother would like to come for tea. It's been a long time since she sees Larry."

Draco smiled. He bent a little to kiss Harry's cheek. "Have a nice day, Harry."

Harry nodded. "Will you be back for dinner?"

"Absolutely." Draco grinned. "There's nothing I want more than spending time with my family."

Harry hugged Draco for a minute or two. "I'll send our invitation after lunch."

Draco kept silent, he knew without asking who Harry was talking about. "Just don't plan to runaway with them, Harry." Draco joked.

Harry wasn't fooled by the light tone; he could feel Draco's body suddenly tensed. He had the sudden impulse to assure him, to tell him that by giving him Larry, he would never run again. But instead he replied with the same light tone. "But, Draco, I'll be too busy planning our party."

And Draco gave him the most blazing smile ever.

Ö

Narcissa showed up just before lunch, without notice, which she rarely do. But she never forgot to brink some cake for Larry.

"Thank you, Grandma." Larry kissed his grandmother's cheek, he then grinned happily at his mother. "Mummy, can I have it now?"

"You can have it after lunch, love." Harry motioned his son to put the cake on the low table next to the sofa, which his son did without a single protest.

"Do you want to drink something, Mother?" Harry asked politely.

"No, I'm fine." Narcissa said absently, having her full attention on Sirius.

"You'll stay for lunch, I hope."

"Yes, dear. I have a lot I want to talk with Sirius."

Harry nodded. "Well, I'll let them know that you're staying for lunch." Harry stood up. "Come on, Larry. Let's have something to drink."

"Can I have ice cream, Mummy?" Larry's eyes lit.

Harry chuckled. "Well, just an orange juice, darling. We can have ice cream tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow, Mummy?"

Harry's answer was lost to them as the door was closed behind him and Larry.

"I heard that you're staying at my son's, so I thought I pay a visit."

"Who told you?" Sirius frowned. He and Narcissa weren't at speaking term at best.

"Lucius." Narcissa was watching his reaction closely when she spoke her husband's name.

"And how did he know?" Sirius narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Narcissa shrugged her shoulder, but answered him nonetheless. "He met Severus."

"What?" Sirius almost screamed. "What for?"

"What do you mean?" Narcissa frowned a little. "They are friends."

"Oh." Sirius looked a bit confused before nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Why did you leave him anyway?"

"I'm tired of him playing with my heart." Sirius blurted out.

"Excuse me?" That answer was not expected.

"That bastard had been cheating on me." Sirius shrugged his shoulder." But that's nothing new."

Narcissa nodded. "Well, his lost."

Sirius gaped, but nodded in agreement.

When Harry and his son were back to Larry's playroom, the two adults were sitting I silent, but there was nothing hostile about the silence.

"Lunch will be ready in ten minutes." Harry announced.

"Lovely." Narcissa smiled. "So, Harry, what you've been doing lately?"

"I'm planning a small party, Mother. I hope you and father can make it."

"Of course." Narcissa smiled, she was sincerely happy that Harry was showing interest and taking an initiative to do something in his marriage life. "I'll make sure Lucius clear his schedule."

Harry gave his small smile. "It'll be on Wednesday night."

After lunch, Harry spent some time to write an invitation to Hermione Weasley, he heard from Draco that she was married to Ron. He spent many parchments before he was satisfied and used Draco's owl, which had been waiting patiently, to send it.

Meanwhile, Narcissa and Sirius were playing with Larry, who was very happy because he didn't have to take a nap. They were listening to Larry's singing a song he recently learnt, when Ms. Pinxter announced Mr. Malfoy's present.

Before Harry could voice his surprise to have Draco home this early, Lucius showed up. "Hello, Father." Harry had been expected his father-in-law after hearing Severs' last, weird comment.

"Hello, Lucius." Narcissa smiled coldly.

Lucius recovered in short time. "Well, Narcissa, I thought I'll find you here."

"You do?" Narcissa smiled sweetly, albeit a little sarcastically.

"Of course I do." Lucius sighed resignedly.

"Grandpa." Larry grinned. "Do you want to hear me sing to?"

"Well, that's what I came for." Lucius smiled, avoiding his wife's eyes.

Sirius sat in alarm, as if any minutes they would have another guest. He still wasn't relaxed when Draco finally home; a little surprise to see his parents. When they finally sat to have dinner together, he tried to erase the little disappointment that the man he believed he hated didn't show up or even tried to contact him anymore.

After dinner, Larry who refused to be put on bed, sit between his parents, slowly finishing his milk.

"I can't say how surprise I am to see you here, Lucius." Narcissa smiled sweetly.

"I say the same to you, dear, since you never in good turn with your cousin."

"I came to see my grandson." Narcissa smiled at the little boy. "Do you like the cake, Lawrence?"

Larry smiled sleepily. "Yes, Grandma."

Narcissa smirked at his husband.

"What's wrong with the two of you?" Draco eyed his parents suspiciously.

"Are you spying on me?" Sirius finally couldn't stand it and talked for the first time to Lucius after years. "You two are weird."

"I'm not spying on you." Lucius scowled. "And I'm not weird."

"Speak for yourself." Sirius eyed him suspiciously. "I know you two hated me."

"I don't hate you." Narcissa said. "I just angry, and jealous, I think."

Lucius looked a little surprised at his wife. He never imagined that she would admit it openly.

"You are jealous?" Sirius looked at her sceptically. "Have you been in love with Se…Snape?"

Narcissa shook her head. "Stupid as always. I didn't know why I bother with you. It's Lucius, he'd been in love with you years ago."

"Was, Narcissa." Lucius smiled at his wife. "I was."

"No way." Sirius yelled as he looked at his one time enemy. "You had caused me troubles and detentions at school."

Harry coughed. "Could you keep it down, please? Larry is sleeping."

"Yeah," Draco smirked. "Though the conversation is getting interesting here."

They looked at Larry who had fallen asleep with his head on Harry's lap.

"It was in the past," Lucius explained to nobody in particular. "But I proposed to him twice, which he refused."

"And then he proposed me." Narcissa added bitterly.

"Wait a minute." Sirius frowned. "What are you talking about? You proposed to me? When?"

"In sixth and seventh year." Lucius added in bore tone. "Not that it's important. It's in the past."

"Of course it's not." Sirius frowned. He didn't remember when Lucius ever proposed to him, but he would refuse him anyway, he was with Severus that time. 'Wait a minute, sixth and seventh year…' Sirius gaped. "How was I to know? You asked me if I want to be a Malfoy."

Even Narcissa was amused.

Harry smiled at his husband. "Glad you did better, or I'll refuse you like Sirius did."

Draco only smiled. He did better, and Harry still refused him. 'But there was not point in reminding him, right?' Draco thought to himself.

"You two are idiots." Narcissa chuckled.

"Me?" Sirius glared at his cousin. He didn't appreciate being laughed at. "My father would have cursed me before he killed me if I did."

"I said it wasn't important." Lucius sighed. At least his wife wasn't angry at him, and now he knew he wasn't refused because he lacked of something.

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Hermione entered the house without waiting for his husband. After quickly cleaned herself, she looked for her fifteen months old baby. It was hard for her to leave his son and go to work, but they needed money and she needed working anyway.

"Do you miss me, Toby?" She cooed at him.

Tobias Weasley, a happy little baby, squealed happily when his mother touched him on his tickly spots.

"Ah, you're back." Molly smiled. "How's work?"

"Busy as usual." Hermione smiled. After they got married, she and Ron decided to stay with Ron's parents at the Burrow. "How is Toby today?"

"He's an angel." Molly smiled. "Oh, you got a mail." She pointed at the handsome owl. "But he wouldn't let me pick it." Molly shook her head. "Well, get ready for dinner, dear.

"Oh?" Hermione frowned. She handed their son to Ron before she headed to the owl, who obediently let her untied the letter. She silently looked at the familiar handwriting, and her hands were trembling when she unrolled the parchment and read it.

Ron laughed when his son was trying to reach for his nose, and his son laughed happily when he swayed him higher. When he noticed how his wife's expression had changed, Ron quickly walked to her. "What's wrong, 'Mione?"

"It's Harry." She whispered. "He invited us to his anniversary."

3 August 05, 20:07 pm

Hello, finally an updated. And I've put a note that this chapter, as usual, is not beta-ed yet, so pardon the mistakes.

I simply want to thanks those who had reviewed my story and answered a few questions.

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So, that's all, sorry if I miss someone. If you had questions and wanted fast answer, you can mail me. See ya.