"Go back upstairs," Sirius orders Remus when his mate comes downstairs next morning.
"I need to feed us, unless you are planning on starving." Remus rolls his eyes when Sirius pins his arms to his side. "What are you doing?" He hisses when the alpha glowers.
"Upstairs." Sirius doesn't remember much from yesterday, but he heard high risk pregnancy and he isn't about to take any chances. He hates ordering Remus around, always considering them partners but he can't help but use a commanding tone. God help him he actually envies Harry and Draco's backwards dom/sub dynamic right about now. He actually wishes he could order Remus around like Harry does Draco. "Now."
Remus gives his husband a disbelieving tone. "Have you lost your mind?" He is compelled to obey his alpha but Sirius has never acted so bossy before.
"I just told you to go back upstairs." Sirius narrows his eyes when Remus laughs at him. "Don't make me punish you."
"I need to eat something." Remus reminds Sirius who takes care not to put any pressure on his stomach. "Unless you want your child to starve."
"I will bring you breakfast." Sirius promises, making his mate laugh harder.
"Since when do you make breakfast?" Remus allows Sirius to push him back upstairs. "Fine. Be insane."
When Remus gets back upstairs, he notices that Draco stirs where he was previously asleep.
"Morning, pancake." Remus now understands why he was being so maternal recently. He has a sudden urge to hold Draco in his arms and tell him everything is going to be okay.
"This I did not miss." Draco clutches his aching head, "Hangovers suck. You will not believe the dream I had." He informs Remus, who raises an eyebrow. "You got pregnant." He explains, a little nauseated. "And then…" He realizes where he is. "It wasn't a dream was it?"
"No." Is Remus' petulant response. "It was not. Don't worry, we still love you and Harry. The new baby won't replace you."
"Oh," Draco massages his forehead. "I am going to go throw up and take an Aspirin." He turns toward Remus. "Anything I can do for you?"
"…" Remus is mad at Sirius, but wants a hot beverage. "How do you feel about using the microwave?"
Draco shrugs. "I have done it before if that's what you are asking." He managed to start a fire, but so what. He can sense Harry listening to his thought and responding with extreme amusement. Draco tries not to feel all warm and gooey inside at his alpha's good humour. He really does try.
"Can you make me some decaf tea in the microwave?" Remus knows he is asking a lot of princess pancake but Harry isn't home, and Sirius is being awful.
"Okay." Draco figures he will have to look it up on the internet. "Anything else."
"Why don't we start with the tea and see where this morning takes us?" Remus is already concerned for Draco and their house. "No metal in the microwave!" He calls out after Draco shuffles off.
"Here is his stupid tea," Sirius has the tea with honey ready when Draco is done throwing up and limps downstairs looking for Aspirin. "You smell terrible." Instead of his usual overly saccharine scent, Draco smells like vomit.
Sirius actually doesn't care for the boy's scent. Unlike Harry, who prefers fragrant flowers and sugary pancakes, Sirius prefers Remus' scent which is earthier and life-affirming.
"You smell like roses," Draco says sarcastically as accepts the tea and the aspirin. "Thanks." He starts to go back upstairs, afraid he is going to drop the beverage and have to make it himself in the dreaded microwave.
"How is he?" Sirius can't believe he just asked Draco that.
"You can read his mind." Draco reminds Sirius, who looks less like the experienced alpha that he is, and more like a dumb boy Draco and Harry's age. "Why don't you just apologize for whatever it is you did?"
"I didn't do anything." Sirius says defensively.
"Well," Draco hasn't been here long, but he already understands how powerful Remus is in this relationship. "Why don't you let me know how that works out for you?"
"Brat." Sirius murmurs under his breath.
"What did he do?" Draco is terribly curious, and bored, and hungover. "Did he cheat on you?" Alphas and omegas don't usually resort to infidelity, but it has been known to happen. Narcissa and Lucius cheated on each other all the time. Draco knows because he has walked in on them with other people more than a dozen times.
On one memorable occasion, Narcissa had been fucking an alpha, and had offered to have him fuck Draco as she watched. The memory isn't helping his nausea, judging from the displeasure coming from Harry's end of the bond, his husband didn't appreciate it either.
"What?" Remus ignores Sirius' annoyed grumbling in his head. He may even just block his husband today. "No!" Remus and Sirius may not be nearly as young and horny as Harry and Draco but the spark is very much alive and well. "We do just fine." He didn't get pregnant because Sirius was stepping out on him, on the contrary, they have been making love a lot more than usual.
Remus' theory is that because his older son Harry is so happy in his life and relationship, his body feels ready to have another baby he can love and nurture.
"You should divorce him and kick him out the house." Draco suggests mockingly, knowing Sirius can hear everything. "That will show him."
"Why do I talk to you?" Remus wonders aloud as Draco curls up into the fetal position, still haunted by the aftereffects of alcohol and memories of his horrible mother.
Draco wishes he grew up with someone like Remus instead of a psycho like Narcissa. Judging from Harry's thoughts, his husband agrees, "I am all you have." Draco kind of feels bad for Remus because this is a sensitive time in his life, and his alpha has chosen this time to be difficult.
"I don't know what's wrong with him." Remus whispers after making sure he's blocked Sirius mentally. It feels weird because he's never really had to do that before except for when Lily and James died. The grief got to be too much and they had to disconnect for a little bit. That was a dark time in their lives but they got through it together, mostly because of Harry. "I thought he would be happy."
"He should be." Draco forces himself to straighten on the bed and turns around so he is facing Remus. "Isn't this like his ultimate goal in life?"
"I thought so," Remus himself fantasized about this moment since the day he first met Sirius, ages ago. "I don't know what changed."
"Why don't you just ask him?" Draco suggests. He isn't the best communicator but he wants to be, and a big reason for that is Sirius and Remus's perfect relationship and the example they set for Harry and Draco.
"What if?" Remus doesn't even want to allow that thought to enter his head, but he can't help it. "What if he doesn't want me anymore?"
"That's really dumb." Draco remarks, making Remus laugh despite himself. "You are a dumb person for saying that. He loves you." Draco doesn't know Sirius all that well, but it's obvious he wants Remus more than anything.
"I know," Remus gives Draco a fond look. "You have grown up a lot these past few weeks."
"Yeah," Who knew that a stable, caring, safe environment leads to personal growth. "Thanks."
"Draco," Remus grabs the younger omega's arm, only now noticing the bruising in the morning light. "What happened?"
Now it's Draco's turn to block Harry because the alpha will freak out. "…" He isn't sure how to answer that question. He doesn't plan on telling Harry's parent that his son fucked Draco's brains out in a rage-induced fit and he loved it.
"You can tell me if Harry is being too harsh with you." Remus strokes platinum hair, marveling at how beautiful Draco is. A part of him doesn't blame Harry for losing control, but he shuts it down. There is no need to encourage that type of aggressive behaviour. "Do you need me to talk to him?"
"No," Draco immediately sits up and regrets it because the room spins, "Please, don't." If such a talk happens, Harry will never even fuck him again, even the gentle love-making Draco is used to will stop.
"You can say no to sex," Remus reminds Draco yet again. "You don't have to say yes to everything." He feels very protective of Draco, and he would even fight Harry for him if he had to.
"You don't get it," Draco can't believe he is admitting this, he may just still be drunk, "I wanted it." He was so desperate for it. "I asked for it."
"You asked for it?" Remus is proper worried now. Omegas appreciate soft love-making and sweetness. "Why?" He caresses Draco's cheek, "You don't have to do such a thing to make Harry happy." He knows for a fact that his son is a gentle person, but at the end of the day he is an alpha, and his need to dominate and control can never really go away no matter how hard Harry suppresses those urges.
"It's for me," Draco shrugs, "I wanted it." Harry just brings out that need in him, to be used like a whore. "I just want him to hurt me." If anything, Harry holds back every time.
"Why?" Remus is properly disturbed. What would possess this angelic looking creature to believe he deserves to be hurt?
"It feels good," Draco just wants Harry to break him so no one else can. "I like it rough."
"…" Remus is speechless. He pulls Draco in his arms.
"It's just a preference." Draco feels odd. He is not used to people showing concern for his well-being. It's weird being taken care of by multiple people at once. "Plain sex is boring." It doesn't help that he is an omega. No one would care if he wanted wild sex as a beta or an alpha, but wanting such a thing as an omega raises some serious eyebrows.
"Uh huh," Remus suspects that after everything Draco has been through, he thinks he deserves to be punished somehow.
"You don't have to worry about me," Draco promises, sounding hollow to his own ears.
"If only that were true." Remus has spent a better part of his life worrying over Harry, but nothing prepared him for having an omega son. He met Sirius early on in life, when they were barely teenagers, and they were lucky for it. Omegas usually don't have such a smooth lot in life. They are usually treated terribly. They are essentially sex slaves. "Promise me it was consensual." He sounds like he is pleading. He doesn't care. If Draco told him that Harry was abusing him, Remus would make every attempt to separate them.
"Of-course it was," Draco scoffs. "Have you met your son?" He had to resort to manipulation to get Harry to give him what he wants. "If anything, I think I abused him."
"Yes," Harry's eternal goodness is the only thing keeping Remus sane in all this. Still, he is an alpha, and they are natural predators.
However, even Harry Potter has his limits when presented with all this temptation, and Draco certainly is tempting. Even an omega like Remus can see how exceptionally pretty Draco is. It's honestly absurd how perfect Draco's face is, and how attractive his figure is. He is tall and lean like a model. Remus is pleased his son gets to be someone so lovely, but as a parental figure to Draco, he worries for the angelic blond.
"He would never hurt me." Harry would rather die than do that. "He is one of the good ones."
"He sure is," Remus releases Draco from his embrace, despite not wanting to.
"So is Sirius." Draco reminds Remus. It's not his place but if his cousin and his mate cannot make it, then there is no hope for Harry and Draco, who are much younger, less experienced, and dumb.
"He is okay." Remus isn't too happy with his husband right now.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Draco tries again.
"I don't want to." Remus doesn't want to burden this child with adult relationship stuff.
"I told you stuff I wouldn't tell anyone else." Draco basically admitted to his deepest, darkest desire: to be Harry's love slave. "You owe me the truth."
Before Remus can argue some more, Sirius walks in with a breakfast tray.
"I could get used to this level of obedience," Draco smirks at Sirius, who gives him a withering look. "Oh please, I grew up with Severus, your glares are precious compared to his."
"More tea?" Sirius hands Remus the mug, which his omega accepts. "Breakfast." He knows Remus isn't experiencing nausea yet, but he doesn't want to trigger it and make him miserable. "Toast."
"We can switch," Draco himself got greasy bacon and eggs.
"Hangover cure," Sirius doesn't let Remus take Draco's breakfast. "I don't need you both throwing up."
"Thanks," Remus accepts Sirius' kiss.
"What did you do?" Draco asks Sirius.
"None of your business." Sirius reminds Draco, who munches on his breakfast. "Brat." At Remus' warning look, he softens his tone, "It's adult stuff."
"I am an adult." Draco reminds the couple.
"No, you aren't." Sirius and Remus say together.
"I am married," Draco holds out the chain around his neck, his wedding gift. "I can help you."
It's weird to see Lily's chain around his cousin. "How?" Sirius asks. "You have the emotional capacity of a rock." When Remus smacks his arm, he adds. "An expensive rock."
"Is the baby yours?" Draco asks Sirius, who makes an appalled sound.
"Of-course it fucking is," Sirius glowers, like he would let anyone touch Remus.
"And you aren't happy?" Draco cannot believe how dumb his cousin is being.
"Yes," Remus doesn't mean to chime in, but dry toast sucks and he wants Draco's breakfast instead. "You aren't happy?"
"Of-course I am happy." Sirius cannot believe he managed this, and at their age nonetheless. "I am so fucking happy I am delirious." This is a miracle child.
"And you are sulking because?" Draco asks, rolling his eyes when Sirius glares again, "Seriously, you are a joke compared to Severus."
Sirius sighs tiredly. "We are both over forty."
"So," Remus feels young, hell, he is fertile enough to be pregnant. "We are experienced parents."
"What if?" Sirius doesn't even want to say it out loud lest it happens. What if something bad happens to Remus?
"Harry won't let it happen." Draco interrupts before Sirius has a mental breakdown. "He is a really good doctor."
"It's a high-risk pregnancy." Sirius reminds Draco, as realization dawns on Remus. Sirius is scared of losing him.
"They call every pregnancy that." Draco adds, having known his fair share of omegas because mother sent him to homemaking classes to take lessons. He skipped those awful fucking lessons, but he always made sure to be present for the drama. He saw a lot of pregnant girls and a few boys too. "Basically, if someone's over thirty they will slap a high-risk label on it. It's for liability reasons. It doesn't help that Remus is male."
"That can't be right." Sirius doesn't believe it. It sounds too good to be true.
The one constant complaint Draco always heard from all those omegas was that their alphas were awful. It's why he was so afraid of mating, and then he learned his alpha is the one good person he has ever met. Harry's mere presence is so comforting. It's like a balm to Draco's soul. "Harry knows every doctor in the city." Draco adds because he knows it will help, "He is like a human textbook. He knows everything."
"He does, doesn't he?" Sirius feels relief wash over him like a wave. His son is the living incarnation of James, smart and capable. It's as if his best friend is still watching over him from heaven. His embodiment constantly providing the feeling of much needed safety.
"How will we take care of him or her?" Remus remembers being young as hell, and the late nights almost killed him. He had no help. He isn't getting any younger, and he can't do the late night feedings. He feels exhausted just thinking about it.
"Harry and I will help you." Draco promises. "I don't sleep at night." He reminds the couple who stare at him as if he's a unicorn. "I will stay up with it, you can sleep."
"You would do that?" Remus can't believe what he's hearing.
"Why not," Kids feel really safe around him because he is an omega, and he is very pretty. Most people are drawn to him, and little children are no exception.
"Yeah," Remus says, feeling intensely relieved, "Why not?"
"So," Sirius cannot believe what is happening, "We have to rely on two idiots to care for us and our child?"
"They are not that bad." Remus says fondly as Draco steals his dry toast.