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 Seven
"What?" Ron was so surprised that he almost dropped his son.
"Something's wrong?" Molly walked back to the silent living room.
"Harry wanted us to come to his anniversary party." Hermione explained.
"Oh, dear." Molly shook her head sadly. "It's been so long. I wonder how he is now."
"Last time I heard, he's had a three year old boy." Hermione smiled.
"Are we going?" Ron frowned. Sure Malfoy treated them nicer, giving them jobs and bonus, but he didn't want to give Harry more trouble.
"Of course." Hermione frowned. "Why shouldn't we?"
"Well, of course… I mean… we're going." Ron quickly left to save himself. "Why shouldn't we?"
Hermione shook her head. "I'm going to write the answer first." She smiled at her mother in law and left to get her quills.
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"Draco…" Harry smiled when Draco looked up from some important report. He couldn't understand why, but today he wanted to have all of Draco's attention. He remembered the first few months when Draco never left his side and he felt it suffocated him. But now, especially tonight, he needed his husband.
"Yes?"
"I posted our invitation this afternoon."
"Do you get any reply?"
"They said they would come."
"Good." Draco tried to smile. "I'll talk to them about the arrangement."
Harry nodded. When Draco returned his attention to the report, he walked to him.
"Yes?" Draco tried to hide his happiness. Tonight Harry had the initiative to talk to him first. He had to concentrate on the selling report to stop him from jumping on his mate.
"Do you mind if we change side again? I'd like my old sleeping arrangement." Harry smiled unsuredly.
"Are you sure?" Draco smiled, he didn't mind changing the side of bed every night just to have Harry talking to him. "You wanted to sleep there yesterday."
"That's because, unlike my father, you are a helpless case."
"Excuse me?" Draco rolled around and stared at his spouse.
"Sirius said, your bad sleeping habit," Harry carefully arranged his sentence, "might be because you unconsciously sleep better on my side of bed."
Draco wanted to laugh. "You discuss my sleeping habit with your godfather?"
"No, we're talking about Larry and then I said that he had it from you. Sirius told me that my father had had that habit too. When they were teenagers, Sirius used to spend some time of the holidays with my father. Anyway, it stopped after they changed side of bed."
"How come?" Draco was interested. He knew that it wouldn't work because he wanted to be close to Harry, no matter which side he slept on, but he decided to humour his spouse.
Harry smiled. "Apparently, my father kept my mother picture on the drawer next to Sirius' side of bed."
Draco smiled to. He rolled to the other side, giving Harry some space to sleep. "I assure you that I keep nobody picture anywhere."
"I know." Harry smirked. "Good night, Draco." He lay on his side, with his back on Draco.
"Good night, Harry." Draco looked at Harry's back. He wanted so much to hold that body. 'But I can wait, Harry, just don't make me wait forever, though I can wait that long if I have to.'
Draco turned off the light and after make sure he slept as far from Harry, he didn't want his moody spouse demanded separated bed, he just felt into deep slumber.
Harry was awake with a start. 'Something is wrong.' He felt a little cold. 'Where is Draco?' He switched on the table side lamp and saw that Draco was for once sleeping on his side of bed, and wasn't an inch anywhere near him.
Harry switched off the light again, but no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't go back to sleep. Suddenly he felt unloved, and he was surprised to know how it hurt him.
'Maybe he had enough of me.' Harry let out a sob. 'Now I know how Sirius felt. But why? Just when I thought that I might like him, he stopped caring about me.'
Harry cried softly. Never in the five years he married to Draco did he ever cry.
"Harry?" Draco's sleepy voice called him.
Harry took several long, deep breathes before he answered his husband. "Yes?"
"Are you crying?"
"I guess."
"You guess?" Draco smiled amusedly. He lifted the lithe body and let him lay on top of him, just like the morning before. "Why are you crying?"
Harry thought for a moment. "Do you like me, Draco?"
"Of course." 'I even love you, Harry.'
"Then why are you ignoring me? You put such a distant between us." Harry pouted.
Draco chuckled; he happily hugged Harry tighter. "I took the blame."
Harry savoured the close contact between them. "Do you know how much I miss you tonight?" he just finished the last word when Draco suddenly kissed him hard.
"Not… that… kind of… miss." Harry said breathlessly after Draco finally freed him.
"No?" Now Draco was confused.
Harry pouted. "Do you really want me to say it aloud?"
"Harry…" Draco was speechless. Maybe he was still sleeping and this was only a dream.
"I'm a man, I have my needs too. I can't exactly go to Sirius and ask him to help me with my problem."
Draco eyes widened. 'Did Harry really mean it?'
"Why do we only do it when you want it?" Harry sobbed again, this time out of frustration. Didn't Draco understand him? "Why can't we do it because I want it?"
"Because, Harry, you have to tell me when you want it." Draco gently wiped the tears away. "I can't read your mind, and I won't do such thing. You have to tell me what you want or I'll never know."
Harry pouted. "I want it now." He blushed after he finished his sentence.
Draco kissed the pouted lips. 'After five years of marriage he still can't say sex?' Draco wanted to scream, he felt so happy he thought he might explode. His hands trembled slightly as he undressed his willing partner. His breathes hitched when he saw that Harry didn't wear undergarments. He impatiently got undress himself.
Just before he penetrated Harry, Draco looked into the green eyes. "How do I know that you want this and not just a kiss?"
Harry felt like cursing the man on top of him. 'Can't it wait?' "I… I need you, Draco."
Draco smiled. He kissed Harry in the mouth, hard. "I need you, too, Harry."
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Harry walked to his son and lightly kissed his head. "Morning, Larry."
"Morning, Mummy." Larry grinned sleepily.
"Ready for breakfast?" Harry smiled at his godfather.
"You look happy." Sirius smiled too, Harry's happy smiled was contagious. "Something good happened?"
"Oh, just a beautiful Sunday." Harry combed his son's hair. "We love Sundays, don't we, Larry?"
"Yes, Mummy." Larry agreed readily. On Sundays, Daddy always home.
"Come on, Daddy's waiting for us." Harry carried his son. He waited for Sirius and then the three of them went to the small, family dining room.
"Good morning." Draco smiled when he saw his family.
Harry flushed a little when he put his son to sit between him and Draco.
"Morning, Draco." Sirius watched their faces with new interest.
"Sleep well, Sirius?" Draco still had the wide smile on his face.
"Yes." Sirius smiled. "You look happy, too, Draco. What happened?"
"I am a happy man." Draco helped himself with bacon and eggs.
Harry quietly helped his son with pancakes, poured some syrup just the way his son liked it, and cut them into small pieces. "Have your breakfast, love."
Larry nodded. He ate a few pieces before felt like feeding everybody. "Daddy…"
"Yes?"
"Aaa…" Larry pushed the pancake toward his father's mouth.
Draco was in a good mood, so he decided to indulge his on.
"Mummy, aaa…" Harry obliged, though he didn't really like the sweet syrup.
"Uncle Sirius…" Sirius grinned; he readily opened his mouth and took the offered pancake. He was happy for the three-year-old boy to have parents that love him so much.
"Daddy?" Larry bent his head.
Draco looked from behind his newspaper. "Yes?"
"Daddy…" Larry pouted.
"He wants you to feed him." Harry told him.
Draco spooned some eggs. "Do you want this?"
Larry nodded and opened his mouth. He then turned to his Mummy to get feed and then to his uncle Sirius.
"Daddy…" Larry called again when his father went back to his newspaper.
Draco sighed and put aside his newspaper. It had been his habit since he married to Harry, to read newspaper at breakfast. At first it was to avoid Harry's cold and sad eyes, but the Harry was more relax when he was hiding behind his newspaper, rather than trying to open a conversation. And now it had become his habit.
"Do you want to sit with Daddy?"
"Yes." Larry laughed happily.
Draco lifted his son and put him onto his lap. He smiled at Harry when he moved their son's breakfast closer to him.
Harry smiled a little when his eyes met his husband's eyes.
Sirius watched fondly at Draco and Larry as they fed each other. "He adores Draco."
"Yes." Harry agreed.
"He's a good father." Sirius wondered if Severus would be a good father if he were given the chance.
"You would be a good one, Sirius." Harry smiled.
Draco handed his son his glass of juice and took his cup of coffee himself. "Cheers." He said seriously at Larry.
"Chees, Daddy." Larry carefully drank his juice.
Draco waited patiently until Larry finished, then he wipe his face.
After breakfast they spent the peaceful morning in the leaving room. It was a bit cold so Draco had the fireplace lit. Larry sat with Sirius, reading one of his favourite book. Harry was standing facing the wall, thinking of the decoration for his upcoming party, with Draco's help.
"Draco…" Harry said in low voice.
"Yes?" Draco answered in the same secretive voice.
"You are standing too close." Harry whispered.
"Really?" Draco was indeed standing right behind Harry with nothing but their clothes separated them, so he moved back an inch or two. "Why are we whispering?"
Harry blushed. "I don't know."
Draco smiled widened. "What do you say if I said that I need you?"
Harry looked down at his hands. "I… I can't, not today."
Draco frowned. "I didn't hurt you, didn't I?"
Harry blushed. "No, you didn't, but it will hurt if you need me today." Harry said the last sentence in low voice. He glanced back at his husband. "How about tomorrow?"
Draco smiled naughtily. "I can wait till tomorrow."
Sirius smiled as he listened to the couple whispering, not that he could hear clearly, but it was a lovely scene. They looked like a newly wed to him.
Larry looked up when Sirius stopped reading, he also looked at his parents and suddenly he went down from Sirius' lap and walked to his parents.
"Daddy…" Larry called, accusation in his childish voice.
Draco turned around and looked at his son.
Larry ran to his Mummy. "Mummy…"
Sirius laughed. "Little Larry is jealous, huh?"
Larry hugged his mother's neck tightly. "Mummy… mummy…"
"Yes, Larry?" Harry kissed his son's cheek.
"Mummy play with Larry."
"Larry like Mummy a lot?" Draco asked his son.
Larry nodded. "Larry like mummy, a lot."
"How about Daddy?"
Larry bent his head, as if thinking about it. "Larry like Daddy, too."
"Really?" Draco pretended as if he didn't believe it.
"Yes." Larry smiled widely. "And uncle Sirius, too."
"Thank you." Sirius smiled.
"And grandma, and grandpa, and uncle Severus."
Sirius smile faltered.
"And Ms. Pinxter and Mrs. Zynch and many many."
Harry laughed as he walked to where Sirius was sitting, with Draco right behind him. "Those are everyone that he knows."
"Larry like everybody, right?" Sirius tried to push back any thought of his ex lover.
Larry thought for a moment before he pouted. "Larry don't like uncle Dave and many, many people." He remembered the strangers that came when he was up for night cake.
Draco shook his head. He ruffled his son's hair. "Larry wants to play with mummy, huh?" He turned to his adult companions. "Excuse me then, I'll go finish some job."
Larry looked at his father and yelled again. "Daddy, Daddy too. Larry want to play with Daddy too, and Mummy and uncle Sirius."
"Larry." Harry mildly scolded his son.
"Daddy too, Mummy, Daddy play too."
Draco reached for his son and swayed him on to his shoulder. "Fine, let's play together."
Larry laughed. "Yay, Daddy play too, Daddy play."
Sirius and Harry followed the pair to Larry's playroom.
"Do you want to spend the day with Draco only?" Sirius whispered.
"What? I…" Harry smiled slightly. "I don't know."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Well, considered this as an early anniversary present, or late… whatever."
Harry was puzzled but he only watched his godfather as he walked to Draco and Larry.
"Larry…" Sirius talked in a whispering tone, though it was no use since Draco could hear him. "Let's talk secret."
Larry grinned. He loved secret. He allowed Sirius to carry him. "What secret, uncle Sirius?"
"Let's make cookie for your Daddy and Mummy. But it's a surprise." Sirius lowered his tone. "Daddy has to play with Mummy."
"Daddy play with Mummy?" Larry widened his eyes. Mummy only played with him before, never with Daddy. Larry looked at his Daddy with pity eyes.
"Larry play with uncle Sirius, okay?"
"Okay." Larry nodded. He walked to his parents. "Daddy play with Mummy."
Draco lifted an eyebrow. "And Larry?" Sometimes he just couldn't understand his son's way of thinking.
"Larry plays with uncle Sirius." Larry smiled.
"Are you sure?" Draco smiled.
"Of course we are sure." Sirius grinned. "You should take Harry out, buy him beautiful things, and buy us some cute things, right Larry?" He acknowledged Draco's thankful nods with grinning face.
Larry nodded. But when his parents turned to leave, he called them again. "Don't go too long."
Harry hugged his son. "Mummy will buy Larry new books."
Larry nodded, he sadly watched his parents left.
Sirius carried the little boy. "Larry, Larry wants to make cookies now, or after lunch?"
"Now."
"Okay." Sirius smiled. "We'll make a lot."
"Yeah." Larry agreed. "A lot."
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"This is our first date." Draco smiled.
Harry looked at his husband and nodded. "Sirius' present."
"Then we should thank him." Draco held Harry's hand.
"Wait." Harry tried to stop him.
"Are you worried about Larry?"
"No, I trust Sirius." Harry lifted his hands. "I need to get change."
"You're perfect, Harry, you always are." Draco smiled assuredly. "Come on."
Harry looked at his black silk suit, he did always dress carefully, decided that Draco was right and he let him pulled him out.
The happy couples walked silently, unaware of a pair of blue eyes were watching them with jealousy and fury.
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They first went to buy Larry's book. And then Draco decided that Harry needed new robes for their upcoming party. They spent long time upon decided which one would look nicer, but in the end Draco just bought all the robes Harry tried, saying that Harry could decide at home. Harry only shrugged his shoulder. Draco had money anyway.
"What about you?"
"You can choose anything, and I'll wear it."
Harry nodded. It wasn't the first time he bought robe for Draco, but this time was different, because he cared if Draco liked it or not, or if Draco looked good in it. He preferred the not so formal dark blue robe.
"It's good." Draco said as he signalled the shopkeeper to add the robe on their shopping list.
"No, it's not." Harry said coldly.
Draco lifted an eyebrow.
"You haven't even try it on, how could you know if it's good?"
"Because you choose it." Draco smiled. "Do you want me to put a show for you?"
Harry turned away. "I want to buy rob for Sirius and Larry, too."
"Of course."
"Ah." Harry went to the children section and saw a cute baby panda doll. "Draco…" He showed him the doll. "Doesn't this remind you of Larry?"
"Yeah, cut panda." Draco agreed, though he really didn't see the resemblance between the two. Draco caught the sight of the latest baby's robe. 'Though it won't be latest when Sirius' baby have it.' Draco smiled. "Harry, do you want to buy this for Sirius' baby?"
Harry looked at the baby set clothes and then at his husband. "It's beautiful, Draco." Harry felt his heart so warm. He must be the luckiest person in the whole world to have such a loving and caring husband. "Sirius must love it."
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"Yes, Larry. You do it right." Sirius smiled encouragingly. "This one is wonderful."
"It's for Mummy." Larry grinned, his little hands were making bear's head cookie. "Then I'll make one for Daddy, and for you too, Uncle Sirius. I'll make one for you too."
Sirius smiled. "Thank you, Larry. Then I'll make many for you, Larry, because you're the best little boy."
Larry laughed happily. "You're the best uncle too, Uncle Sirius."
When the cookies were ready for baking, Larry didn't want to leave the oven. It took a few minutes to convince him that the cookie would still be there when they came back after lunch.
"Can you smell it?" Sirius asked Larry as they watched Mrs. Zynch helped them took the cookies out from the oven.
"Yes, uncle Sirius. Do you think Mummy and Daddy will be back soon?"
"They'll be back before dinner." Sirius added in a lower tone. "I think."
They put the cookies on the beautiful plate they choose before. "Let's put this on your room, Larry. We can wait them there."
"Okay." Larry nodded.
The two of them had made so many that the big plate was full, so Sirius, with Larry's permission, gave the rest of the cookies for the maids and Ms. Spinxter.
"You can have one if you want to, Larry." Sirius said since the little boy kept eyeing the plate.
Larry shook his head. "I'll wait for Mummy and Daddy."
"Let's take a nap, Larry." Sirius spread the thick blanket in front of the lit fireplace. The room was warm and comfortable, so much different from Severus' place.
"But I'm not sleepy, Uncle Sirius."
"But I am sleep, Larry." And Sirius wasn't lying. He did need to take a nap.
"Okay." Larry finally left his little desk where they secured the cookies.
"Is it nice?" Sirius smiled after the little boy lay beside him, but he got no response. Larry's sleeping face was so peaceful. He envied him of that. Sirius laid back and soon he too fell asleep.
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"Are you thirsty?"
"A little bit."
"I'll get you some juice." Draco stirred Harry to an exclusive bar. "Wait for me here."
"Okay." Harry looked at their shopping bags. He smiled to himself. 'I've never imagined that I would one day enjoy shopping, and have the almighty Draco Malfoy to carry the shopping bags for me.' He looked up when the seat next to him was moved and someone sat down.
"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen my whole life."
"I'm a man." Harry said dryly.
"Then you can be my boyfriend." The teenage, probably of 18 years old, with brown hair and charming face was smiling at him.
Harry frowned. "I don't know you, beside, I'm older than you."
"I don't care."
"I have a son." Harry was getting more impatient. Though he didn't feel any threat coming from him, he still didn't like the boy.
"So? I'm rich, you don't have to worry about money."
Harry smirked; he saw Draco was coming closer. "I have a husband."
"It's… what!"
"You heard him." Draco wanted to hex the boy.
The boy turned his head to look at the newcomer. "Do you know him?"
"Yes." Harry smiled at Draco. "He's my husband."
"Draco Malfoy." Draco said coldly.
"Lucas Knight." The boy said his name in the same arrogant manner, and he didn't even bother to stand up.
"Get lost." Draco put the glass down slowly, despite his anger.
"What's your name?" The boy absolutely ignored Draco.
"Leave, Mr. Knight." Harry told him. "Before my husband hex you."
Lucas stood up. "Well, see you around, Mrs. Malfoy. Next time, make sure your husband didn't come with you, and I'll bring you flowers." He winked and left without waiting for a reply.
"He's a kid." Harry offered him some comfort.
"This is why I want you to have bodyguards." Draco growled.
Harry smiled. "I won't need them when you're around."
"You're right." Draco grinned. "Come on, have your drink and then we'll go home. Larry must be missing you right now."
Being reminded of their son, Harry quickly finished up his drink. He missed his son, too.
When they returned to their home, Harry had the shopping bags put in their room; except for the books and baby panda doll they bought for Larry, and Sirius' presents.
"Do you think we've been out very long?" Harry asked worriedly.
"No." In fact, in his opinion, they were back too soon.
Draco opened the door to Larry's room and let Harry in first. They stopped when they saw the lovely sight. "Draco…" Harry whispered. "Camera, please."
They only took two pictures before their photo's objects stirred and woke up.
"Mummy…" Larry cried happily. "Mummy, I miss you."
Harry laughed. "Oh, I miss you, too, Larry. Oh, my baby." He took his son in his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Did you rest well?" Draco asked Sirius.
Sirius nodded. "They look like they haven't met for years."
"Well, Harry hardly left Larry alone. Actually, Harry hardly goes out." Draco smiled regretfully.
Sirius didn't know what to say, he used to blame Draco for that. He looked at the panda Harry put next to him when he carried Larry. "What's this?"
"Oh," Harry grinned. "That's for Larry."
"Cute." Sirius nodded. "And what's for me?"
"Of course we didn't forget about you." Draco pointed the many shopping bags. "That's all yours."
"You must be kidding." Sirius shook his head. "The shopkeeper must be very happy."
"How do you know?" Harry asked, but then he shrugged his shoulder. He put Larry on his laps and told Sirius about the incident in the café.
Sirius chuckled. "You should be careful, Draco."
"I am." Draco was still mad at the boy, but he smiled when he looked at the smiling Harry. Today was like a dream come true for him. Harry talked to him more often that the five years of their marriage combined. He just hoped that things wouldn't change after Harry met his friends.
"So, what are you doing beside napping?" Harry asked his son.
"We made cookies, Mummy." Larry grinned proudly.
"Oh, really." Harry kissed his son's nose.
"Yeah." Larry giggled.
"Can I have it now? Can I? Can I?" Harry tickled his son, making Larry laughed louder.
"Yes, Mummy." Larry laughed happily. He really was happier when his Mummy was with him. He really was afraid that his Mummy would leave very long and forget about him.
Draco looked at the plateful cookies and grinned. He reached for the plate and pretended to hide it. "I saw it first, it's mine."
"NOOO, Daddy." Larry looked horrified. "It's for Mummy and Larry and Uncle Sirius, too."
Under three pair of criticising eyes, Draco managed to look ashamed of himself and handed the plate back.
"Daddy can eat, too." Larry nodded satisfiedly.
"Thank you." Draco winked at his adult companion. 'Yes, today must be a dream.'
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Severus found himself staring at Sirius' key again. He had been obsessed with it lately. He wanted to throw away all of Sirius' stuff but found them already stacked neatly in the room next to his. He must be drunk when he did that.
Severus looked for something to drink but only found empty bottles. "Damn." He angrily smashed the bottles.
He shouldn't left Hogwarts. At least that way he would still be able to talk to Remus. The day after Sirius left, they hadn't really talked. Remus came to him a day before he went to Hogwarts to return Sirius' vault key and all of Sirius' stuff that he gave him or bought using his money.
"You have to find him, Snape. He loves you. You have to find him before you really lost him." Remus said for the last time before he left.
"Yeah, right. He left me, bastard. And you left me too."
And for the first time in his life, Severus admitted that he was lonely. He just couldn't tell whether it was Sirius leaving him or Remus leaving him that made him felt so lonely.
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