By summer time Harry was starting to feel much better, he having worked on his life with Lucius. He had been permitted to eat all meals in the hall and knives were permitted to him again. The food before had come with a spell so it had not looked pre-cut, not wanting to humiliate Harry. His counselling was down to one day a week though he was still under a very strict regiment of stabilizer and anti psychotics. When the summer came Jonas had asked to again increase Harry's counselling and insisted they be held at the hospital, though he agreed for Harry to remain out patient for he had made good progress. There had been no fight over the drugs and no reoccurrence of the cutting episodes. Jonas knew Harry's husband wanted to take him away that summer for a few weeks and thought it would be a good idea, and had no problem with Harry missing his counselling. Harry was getting older and when he was done school there would be more times when he would be away from it.
Lucius was concerned though as they headed home for they were facing a number of anniversaries. It had been this time last year that Harry had found out about the contract and had knocked himself out to deal with the pain of the betrayal. Harry had starved himself for days and had been in tears through their wedding ceremony. He was taking Harry and Draco away during their actual anniversary, hoping a change of scenery would allow Harry to deal with the memories better. Harry had moved back full time to their rooms but had remained in his own bed, but by choice was having dinner alone with his husband at night.
Jonas had suggested they allow Harry to choose how he spent the anniversary of the night he was brought to Malfoy manor. Harry's dads were surprised but happy when asked to come for dinner at the manor. But it seemed there would be something else to bring a smile to Harry that day. He was worried when his dads were late but they had a surprise arrival from Tonks who told them his dads wanted him at the hospital.
He smiled at the image of his dads in the hospital bed together. "My little sister is a bit early is she?"
Sirius laughed and nodded. "She wanted to bring a big smile to her big brother it seems but she was only a week early. And healthy as a horse."
They motioned for Harry over and as he took his little sister into his arms he thought she had amazing timing. He remembered when he had found out about her he had accused his dads of trying to replace him, of selling their fake child and now having a real child. But it seemed a sign that she was born on the day he found out about the contract, for it was a desire to be a part of her life which had pushed him to mend fences with his dads and he could look at today without the betrayal he felt before.
Harry was honoured to have been asked to be not only her brother but godfather, Severus was surprised. "Really mutt?"
Sirius nodded. "You have been a third dad to our son, and helped him through what we put him through. We could not pick a better second godfather for her."
Though he was surprised to learn it was Sirius who had suggested it, he was honoured and agreed. He and Remus had once been brothers and were becoming close again through the last year with helping Harry. He had been the one who had brought Remus to be by Harry's side at his wedding. To say he never expected to be godfather to the children of marauders was an under statement but he reminded himself that he considered Harry a son and Harry was the son of three.
The baby was a heart breaker, and Tonks and her parents who had come in as well were just as in love with the baby. She was a blend of her dads, Remus' amber eyes and smile, Sirius' nose and cheeks. The hair was the texture and look of Sirius but was the color of Remus'. Even Severus thought she was a little heart breaker.
Lucius looked down at his sister in law. "And what name have you chosen for my sister in law?"
Remus did the introductions. "This little princess is our beautiful Moira Grace Black."
They had looked to the traditions of both Roman and Greek myth for their daughter to honour their family traditions. Moira came from the Moirae, better known by most as the fates, the Greek personification of destiny. Grace came from Roman myth, called the charities in Greek, the personification of beauty, good will and mirth. They had thought the name suited their beautiful little girl perfectly and they could see that her big brother approved of the name.
Harry handed his sister back and kissed his dads. "I am so happy for you two, for us. I hope you know how much I want to be a part of her life, your lives."
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Lucius and Harry had been with Draco in Australia and New Zeeland since a week after the birth of his little sister. They were to stay until just before Harry's birthday for he wanted to have his dads and Moira there for it. It had been painful not having them t his wedding or birthday last year, and Lucius understood, especially since this year Harry was turning seventeen and would be an adult in their world. Harry should have been since they wed but he had kept it in their contract that Harry was a minor till he came of age, but there was no changing his.
But they were in Melbourne for their wedding anniversary and Draco found himself ditched for the day but didn't mind as Draco who could apparate already as he turned seventeen just after Moira was born, he could have fun on his own. He knew his dad wanted a special day with Harry and he knew Harry wanted it to. They had taken off for Byron Bay. Lucius had made special arrangements for them including a beautiful ride along the beach and a candle light dinner along the shore.
Lucius was happy when Harry allowed him to draw him up into his arms for a dance, having grown so close over the last months. "Happier then last year?"
Harry kissed him. "Lets see hiding in terror in our ensuite or dancing with my amazing husband on a sandy beach? That is a hard choice."
Lucius laughed and drew Harry back in for a longer more passionate kiss, Harry's lips parting on their own for Lucius to slip his tongue in. Lucius lowered his husband down on the sand and would have gone further but he drew away after a few moments. He was surprised to see disappointment in Harry's eyes.
Lucius ran a hand through his hair. "I swore I would never touch you until we were making love, and we both wanted it, both felt it. I meant that."
Harry pulled him back down. "I may not be in love yet Luc, but I am coming to love you deeply, Moira's birth made me open my eyes. I want you."
Though Lucius had their things sent back and took Harry to their suite he stopped when he got to Harry's boxers. He had been waiting to have sex with Harry for two years now, since the contract was made, but not like this. The promise about sex had been as much a promise to himself as it had been to Harry. Harry may not be a technical virgin having lost it to his Uncle but he was in Lucius' eyes ad he wanted Harry to be completely ready.
He drew Harry instead into his arms. "I love you madly and want to make love, but I will wait till the day you return those feelings. I know you will one day."