Chapter Eighty-two;

Sirius swore he could actually hear Severus gulp before he turned his head to stare at his father. "Well…" Severus began.

"You're… /pregnant/?" Tobias asked, now seething.

"Yes. He is." Sirius said bluntly now standing up and clenching his fists.

"What- how—No. Do not fucking answer that. I don't care how you… oh god, I thought you were just freaks who practice witchcraft and then… queers. But… children? That you actually have?" Tobias asked in disbelief now shouting. "You fucking freaks! Get the fuck out of my house!" He shouted.

"We're not freaks! You're the one who's a freak! You prejudice bastard." Sirius hissed.

"Shut your fucking mouth!" Tobias shouted. "Get out. And that baby... I suggest you abort it. Because I refuse to allow something that… that unnatural to have /my/ surname!" He bellowed as he crossed the room.

The moment he stood in front of the couch Sirius threw the first punch and so began their battle. Tobias and Sirius each swinging punches at each other and slamming one another against the wall, Severus standing a good few feet away shouting for them to stop fighting. Sirius pushed Tobias against the wall and punched him directly in the nose – the bone making a loud crack as it snapped, Tobias flinched for a mere second ignoring the pain as he kneed Sirius in the stomach which made Sirius double over and cough up a bit of blood that was already in his mouth thanks to the jaw punch he took earlier. Tobias snickered and grabbed Sirius by the throat, both falling over with Tobias straddling Sirius and now pushing both his thumbs to his windpipe which made Sirius gasp for air and flail frantically trying to hit Tobias off.

Severus widened his eyes. "Father!" He shouted, a few books falling off the top of the shelf and landing atop Sirius and Tobias thanks to the outburst Severus had out of anger. Tobias fell to the side and was tackled by Sirius who had only took a second to regain his breath and so began the punches again, finally Sirius got on top of Tobias and began repeatedly punching his face with all his might, now seeing red.

Aidan finally poked his head out into the door and widened his eyes as he watched Sirius beat up his grandfather, he began to shake a bit and stepped back to lean against the wall – completely unnoticeable by the three adults. Tobias took several punches now spitting up blood though laughing like a mad-man as he grabbed at Sirius' hair and took a grip full, bashing his head into a table which made Sirius fall over and groan at the pain that was running through his head. Tobias stumbled up and stared at Severus smirking as he began to cross the room wobbly with his fists clenched. "I'll abort that baby for you," He said hoarsely.

Aidan's eyes went wide as he watched his grandfather cross the room to his papa who was now backing away slowly, his jaw locked at the word abort – he knew what that meant, he had heard it enough from his old father who used to say he should've done that with Aidan. Aidan ran across the room to stand between Severus and Tobias staring up at Tobias and before he knew it, his little fists were clenched and his teeth were gritting in anger, shelves and furniture began to tremble at the waves of magic. "You... Will not… touch… my papa or my sisters!" Aidan shouted and with that Tobias flew back into the wall, cuts slashed on Tobias' chest and face as if he was hit by a Sectumsempra spell and he fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding profusely.

Aidan's eyes seemed to have darkened as he glanced around the room and spotted his father Sirius who was sitting up on his knees his eyes wide as he stared at Aidan. Aidan's eyes softened and he turned towards his papa who was staring down at him in shock, a shield of sorts surrounding him. The shield disappeared and suddenly Aidan felt very tired. He stumbled forward a step or two and the last thing he remembers was falling against his papa who caught him before everything went black.

"It was scary…" Aidan heard the voice say.

"I've never seen accidental magic like that, Albus," his papa!

"Cuts… all over Tobias' body… so much blood…" Aidan frowned, he was trying his best to go near the voices but they were so far away.

"He's been asleep for three days, Albus!" His papa bellowed. Who had been asleep? Aidan? Aidan frowned once more.

"Aidan? Can you hear me?"

'Yes! I can hear you!' Aidan shouted to his father.

"Sirius he has to come out on his own…" A woman said. It sounded like Poppy or Minerva but Aidan wasn't sure.

"Wake up, love," His papa whispered – or it sounded like a whisper. He felt a hand holding his own, a much larger hand.

Aidan finally fluttered his eyes open and gave a lop-sided smile to his papa who was beaming. "You're awake," Severus said softly, brushing a piece of hair out of his eyes for him.

"Papa?" Aidan croaked, his throat was very dry.

"Shh." Severus hushed him as he held a glass to Aidan's cracked lips and Aidan drunk generously.

Aidan coughed. "How… how long was I asleep?" He asked after he found it not painful to speak anymore.

"A week in a half," Albus answered as he entered the infirmary and crossed the room to sit on the opposite side of the bed. "How are you feeling, Aidan?"

"Tired…"

Albus smiled. "Well you can get some more sleep; you've awoken so the chances of you falling back into a comatose state are slim."

"Okay…" Aidan whispered as he turned his head to glance at Severus. "Love you, papa." He said before falling back into darkness.

"Woof!" A dark barked which made Aidan open his eyes to see Salazar lying atop his chest with his tongue out.

"Salazar!" Aidan said cheerfully as he lifted his head up ignoring the dizziness that overwhelmed him to wrap his arms around the dog.

"Woof." Salazar barked softly snugging against Aidan.

"Hey, pup," Sirius smiled and ruffled Aidan's hair.

Aidan glanced over at Sirius who was sitting in the chair Severus occupied before he went back to sleep. "Where's papa?"

Sirius leaned over and placed a kiss to his temple. "Sleeping, love. He hasn't left your side since you went to sleep."

"Is he… is he okay?"

"He is."

"What about my sisters?"

Sirius smiled and ran his hand through Aidan's hair as he gently laid him back on the bed. "They're fine. Perfectly healthy. Do you remember anything?"

Aidan smiled. "Magic."

"Yes. Your magic has decided to bloom, Aidan." Sirius said as he placed a kiss to Aidan's forehead.

"I have magic?" Aidan asked in disbelief.

"You have a lot of magic. You protected your papa."

"What about…" He bit his bottom lip not sure whether to call Tobias his grandfather or not. "/Him/?"

"He's… alive." Sirius sighed. "They healed him up, he's probably still a bit sore, but he'll live."

"How are you?" Aidan asked as he lifted his little hand to point at Sirius' blackish eye that was healing.

"I'm fine. A bit bruised… Poppy wouldn't heal them, said I needed to learn a lesson." Sirius snickered.

Aidan smiled. "I have magic," he repeated as he ran his hand down Salazar's coat.

Sirius leaned his hand over and pet Salazar's head. "Sal really missed you. Oh, also," Sirius paused to bend over under his chair and pulled out the small hissing snake.

[Scylax!] Aidan hissed as he held his hand out and the snake wrapped around his wrist.

Scylax tightened around his wrist protectively. [You are not hurt?]

[No. I'm fine.] Aidan smiled.

[Good. I bit the goofy smiling one; he would not allow me out of my cage.] Scylax hissed angrily.

"Scylax bit you?" Aidan laughed.

Sirius rolled his eyes and held his hand out that had a bandage on it. "Bloody snake…"

[Good job, Scy.] Aidan grinned and Scylax winked back.

Sirius quirked his eyebrow. "What did you tell that snake?"

"Good job." Aidan snickered.

"Brat," Sirius smirked and ruffled Aidan's hair. "Are you feeling better though? Like you can leave the infirmary?"

"Yes!"

"Okay. I'll tell Poppy, Aidan." Sirius smiled and placed one more kiss to Aidan's forehead before walking over to Poppy's office.