[Author notes;

I know it's been forever. I've had… just the worse kind of writer's block. ._. I mean, I've written three drabbles, and one headcanon since my last update, and they both just sucked. I've no idea what's wrong with me. ;-; I'm sorry… Buuuut, I need this updated, so I'm sitting here in an isolated room, forcing myself to write. :3 ]

Chapter Eighty-nine;

"Good morning, Severus!" Lucius said far too chirpily. Severus blinked his eyes and fought off a yawn as he stared at the man. "How are you this lovely morning? Did you sleep well?" The insane man asked, and received no response, just the blank stare. "Not feeling talkative this morning? It's quite boring in this large manor without anyone to talk to, you know. Surely you're bored."

"Go away, Lucius…"

"Oh, not in a good mood?" Lucius asked from the tone he was getting from Severus.

"You wouldn't be either if you were sleeping on such an uncomfortable bed…"

"Uncomfortable? Oh, my, we can't have that! Why haven't you said anything?" Lucius asked almost in a pout before he gestured for Severus to stand up.

"What?"

"Go stand in that corner." He pointed to the furthest one away from the bed.

"… Why?"

"You'll see. Go on." Lucius ordered and when Severus didn't move, he sighed and removed his wand, pointing it at the man. "Now."

Severus let out a sigh and stood up, crossing the room to stand in the corner directed. He folded his arms and leaned back against the wall, watching as Lucius flicked his wand a few times, turning the bed into one that was similar to his at home. He then opened the dungeon door, and Severus did debate bolting, but didn't risk it thanks to the wand pointed at him. Which was oddly curious, Lucius before hadn't pointed a wand, sure he held it at his side, but never pointed it at him. The crazy aristocrat pushed in a trolley with breakfast on it before closing the dungeon door shut and beaming.

"You eat, must make those babies strong, you know." He informed him before turning on his heel and walking back up the stairs.

'I'm going to kill him,' Sirius growled.

'Yes, he's acting odd today.'

'Odd?' Sirius grinned.

'Odder.' Severus said before pushing his brows together. 'I can't believe I said the word odder…'

'Should've recorded that…'

'You're hilarious…' Severus rolled his eyes as he claimed a seat on the bed.

'What did he bring you for breakfast?'

'I've no idea. I'm not eating that trash.' Severus snarled as he lay back down.

'Severus, I know your situation, but you need to eat…'

'I eat when I wish…'

Sirius sighed. 'You're impossible…'

'Apparently not since you got me to marry you.'

'Yeah, for my money.' Sirius snickered.

'I see you're in a better mood today.'

'Sleep and talking to you has me a bit upbeat.'

'Glad to hear,' Severus said before he yawned.

'Tired, baby?'

'Baby?'

'The situation has me wanting to use pet names, love.'

'When I get home I'm going to have you mentally checked.'

Sirius smiled. 'You said when you get home.'

Severus was quiet for a moment. 'Be quiet.'

'Aiden and I are rubbing off on you.' He said with a grin.

'Aiden is a Slytherin… A Slytherin whom you still need to speak to.'

'I know...'

'Yes you're pushing it off.'

'I don't want him to worry...'

'Sirius…'

Sirius sighed. 'Alright, I'll go pick him up now and speak with him.'

'I'm going to nap.'

'Alright, I love you.'

''Mm. I love you, too, Sirius.' Severus said with a yawn.

Sirius sighed once more before he stood up and stretched his arms, morphing into Padfoot and heading out of the chambers. The dog traveled down the corridor towards the Great Hall, pushing the light door open with his nose and walking down the hall towards the main table where everyone was seated. He hurried his way and dipped under the table, causing Filius to yelp as he went under his chair, hurrying over to the smallest shoes and hitting them with his nudge which emitted a giggle from the shoe owners.

"Da!" Aiden beamed, glancing under the table and watching as the dog emerged and morphed into a human who was crouched down next to him, pressing a kiss to his mop of hair.

"Morning. How did you sleep?"

"Good. Pom let me help pick weeds."

"Pom?"

"Poor dear couldn't say my name correctly." Pomona said.

"Pomna." Aiden said.

"Po-mo-na." Sirius pronounced.

"Po-mo-mna."

Sirius chuckled. "Stick with Pom, kid." He said as he ruffled Aiden's hair.

Aiden huffed. "Is papa home yet?"

Sirius frowned with everyone else at the table. "That's… what I wanted to speak to you about." Sirius sighed. "May I borrow him, Albus?"

"Of course, take the boy on." Albus smiled weakly. "And I need to see you in my office when the Aurors arrive."

"Of course." Sirius nodded, lifting Aiden into his arms and heading out of the Great Hall using the Professor's entrance.

Aiden leaned into Sirius as they made their way down the small corridor which led to Albus' office entrance. He stepped out into view and pressed a kiss to Aiden's forehead, giving him a smile which seemed forced as Aiden noted. He hurried towards their chambers so he could get inside and talk to his son privately, pushing the door open after Aiden shouted the password to Salazar and then sitting him down to stand on his own two feet.

"Da, what do we have to talk about?" He asked as he hurried over to climb onto the sofa.

"Well…" Sirius mumbled with a frown.

'Aiden?'

"Papa!" Aiden shouted excitedly.

'Severus, I got this…'

'No, you don't. You're going to sugar coat it.'

Aiden blinked. "What… huh?" He mumbled in a confused tone.

"Nothing, listen Aiden… your papa…" Sirius struggled. "He was… he was kidnapped."

'Kidnapped…' Severus repeated.

"No he wasn't, I hear him…" Aiden frowned.

"That… it's a link, Aiden. That I have through this bracelet," Sirius held his wrist up. "You can hear him… but he's in a um, see a bad man—"

'Damn it, Sirius.' Severus growled. 'Aiden, listen to me. Do you remember Lucius Malfoy?'

"Mhm."

'He's taken me. Somewhere far away and I don't know where I am, nor does your daddy. They have people trying to find me.'

"The Aurors?"

'Yes. The Aurors. I'm in trouble. I don't know if I'll be okay, and I don't think you should be kept in the dark about this. I may or may not come back alive—'

"SEVERUS!" Sirius bellowed.

'I am not going to fucking sugar coat it!'

"You are telling him you are not coming back alive!"

'I TOLD HIM I MAY OR MAY NOT! LISTEN, YOU IGNORANT GRYFFINDOR!' Severus shouted.

"You ARE going to come back! Da—" Sirius began before he was kicked in the leg which made him grunt and fall over after pulling his leg up to hold it.

"Shut up!" Aiden shouted with tears staining his cheek.

"A-aiden…"

"S-so… so a bad man stole papa…"

"Y-yes."

"A-and the bad man may win."

"Yes." Sirius said in a rasped voice.

"Papa?"

Severus frowned. 'Yes?'

"I-I love you, a-and Daddy and I are going to save you." Aiden said as he wiped his eyes out.

'Are you now?' Severus said, smiling fondly.

"Y-yeah. We'll get 'em like I-I got grandpa."

'I know you two will.' Severus said softly. 'I need to go now.'

"Severus?" Sirius widened his eyes.

'I'm tired. I haven't slept yet.'

"Oh." Sirius sighed a breath of relief. "I love you."

'I love you, too. Aiden, I love you. And keep your daddy out of trouble.'

"I-I will." Aiden forced a smile.

After the connection was closed, Sirius stared at his son who was fidgeting nervously. "He'll be fine," Sirius whispered.

"H-how do you know?"

"I just know."

Aiden climbed into his father's lap, leaning against him. "You're such a Gryffindor…"

Sirius snorted. "And you're such a Slytherdor." He told him as he pressed a kiss to the top of Aiden's head.