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Chapter Fourteen The Night Flight

Harry's pregnancy : Three months and a week.

Draco hadn't move from his spot when Ron came in a few minutes later. They were looking at each other silently, before Ron went back one step.

"I must get in to the wrong room."

Draco only watched him went out from the room. One silent minute, and Ron came back.

"I must be hallucinating." Ron shook his head.

"Cut it out, Weasley." Draco's said uninterested.

"Well, what are you doing here without Harry?" Ron walked casually to his own bed.

"He has a date."

"Oh, he… excuse me?" Draco had his full attention. "With who?"

"Blaise." Draco sighed before threw himself to the bed.

"And you let him?" Ron looked at him, disbelief his hearing.

"I had to." Draco pondering, before, "Hey, Weasley, can I ask you a favour?"

"Good day, Malfoy." Ron automatically pulled his pillow and covered his head.

"It's for Harry."

"I'm listening." Ron sat abruptly.

"Can you follow him? Just to make sure Blaise didn't do anything to him."

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I had bloody promised Zabini."

"And what would I say if they caught me?"

Draco sighed. "You could take Granger with you and have a date yourself."

"Yeah, right." Ron smiled. "I'll go find Hermione."

"Wait." Draco stood up and handed Ron a wizard credit coin.

"I don't need getting paid just to protect my best friend." Ron's face darker.

"I know." Draco scowled. "But knowing Blaise, he probably take Harry to some expensive places just to impress him."

~Ö~

"So, Harry," Blaise still hadn't let his hand go, "How can you be with Draco?"

"Er… what?" Harry had anticipated this question though.

"Well, as I know it, you and Draco had always been hating each other for the last seven years."

Harry smiled. "It started when I hit him. And when I apologized to him, he… he being very nice to me."

Blaise raised one eyebrow. Draco being nice?

"He could have me expelled. But…"

Blaise hated the daydream look Harry had over thinking about Draco.

"Do you love him?"

"What?" Harry blushed. "I…"

"If I came to you first, do I have the chance, Harry?" Blaise asked him softly.

"I'm sorry, Blaise. I…"

Blaise silenced him by kissing Harry's hand. "Thank you."

"What for?" Harry kept blushing.

"For being honest to me. For coming here with me."

"Er… so. Where do you want to go first?" Harry said, uneasy by the intense look Blaise gave him.

"How about you? You said you want to cut your hair. I know some place here."

"Maybe some other time. Draco said he love my hair." Harry smiled. "What do you think if we just get you something for your crush?"

"Sure, just don't know what he would like. Let's have something to eat while we figure out what to buy." Blaise lead them to an expensive restaurant.

"But I'm not hungry."

"How about cake and ice cream?"

"Can I have them chocolate?"

"Sure, Harry. Everything you want." Blaise smiled at Harry's happy face.

~Ö~

"So, this is why you took me here." Hermione asked Ron coldly.

"Well, yes." Ron answered lowly.

"Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"I want you to enjoy our date, Mione."

"This isn't even a date." She glared at her boyfriend.

"Can we pretend?" Ron gave her his best puppy look.

"We better follow them." Hermione took Ron's hand and half pulled him. She let herself smiled.

They stop when Blaise and Harry headed to an expensive restaurant.

"We have to wait them here."

"No, we follow them inside." Ron answered.

"But… we can't."

"Sure we can." Ron sulked. "Malfoy lent me his credit coin so I can follow Harry wherever he go."

"Ronald Weasley. I can't believe it. You let him pay you for watching over your best friend."

"Hey," Ron tried to defence himself from his girlfriend's wrath. "He gave me that just to make sure I could follow them even to a place that expensive."

"Sorry," Hermione blushed. "Can I have a look?"

Ron handed the credit coin to Hermione, guessing that she would like to see it. It was a little bigger than a Galleon, in front of it written 'Draco Malfoy's - Gringgot Bank' and at the back of it 'Given permission to Ronald Weasley for unlimited usage'.

"Can't believe he actually give this to you." Hermione whispered.

Ron just shrugged his shoulder and gently nudged Hermione when he saw Blaise and Harry changed direction.

They followed them to a café that served cakes and ice creams. Ron and Hermione followed them at respectable distance until Ron noticed that Blaise had put his hands on Harry's face and tried to kiss him on the lips.

"Ah, Harry…" Ron pulled Hermione to walk to Harry's table.

Blaise turned to look at the two Gryffinfors. Hermione could see the suspicious look on his face.

"What a coincidence to see you here, Harry." Hermione tried to smile innocently. "We were looking for you but since we couldn't find you we just go by our own. And look… we met you here with…" Hermione looked at Blaise and pretended to be shock. "Zabini?"

"Er… hello guys." Harry blushed a little. Good one, Hermione. You almost fool me.

"What are you doing here, Zabini." Ron scowled at him. He didn't really have to pretend that he didn't like the Slytherin.

"Er… what a coincidence." Harry coughed. "Would you two like to join us?" Harry turned to Blaise and smiled apologetically. "The more Gryffindors the better, right?"

"What this has to do with Gryffindors?" Ron looked at Blaise distrustfully.

"Blaise is looking for an appropriate present for a Gryffindor." Harry smiled knowingly. But looked apologetic when he heard Blaise groaned.

Ron put his hand around Hermione shoulder protectively when he glared at Blaise. "A Gryiffindor?"

"Our year." Blaise answered.

Ron gently pushed Hermione to sit between Harry and him.

"And he wanted to buy him something." Harry laughed at his friend's demeanour.

"I never thought that I would ask a Gryffindor's help." Blaise shook his head but keep smiling at Harry.

"I like chocolate." Harry said thoughtfully.

"I like anything connected with Quidditch." Ron said.

"If this help you, I like books." Hermione smiled.

The three of them looked at each other and then shook their head.

~Ö~

Harry ran slowly to the dungeon. Blaise left them once they were on the Entrance. And he left Ron and Hermione when they were on the Great Hall.

He opened the door his godfather's quarter (Harry refused to think that Sirius shared that quarter with Severus).

Harry almost smiled when he looked at Draco's disarray hair. He was sitting on the carpet in front of the fireplace and his hand was writing furiously. On the dining table, Sirius and Severus were engaged on Chess.

Harry closed the door behind him slowly. He put the shopping bag on the chair behind Draco and noticed for a moment what Draco was doing.

"You did it wrong," Harry peeped from Draco's back.

"I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"No offence, honey. But between the two of us, I'm the Potions Master."

"Up to you, then." Harry just shrugged of his shoulder. He then left Draco and walked to his godfather. Handed him the shopping bag, and then shoved the one of the shopping bag in his Potions teacher's hand.

Draco reread his writing and then consulted it with his book. 'Harry's right.' He shook his head and slummed his book closed. 'What's wrong with me today?'

"Did you buy me anything?" Draco walked to Harry's back and held him from behind.

"Chocolates. Lots of it." Harry stared at him from the corner of his eyes.

"I see." Draco kissed Harry's ear. "Oh, you didn't cut your hair? Good." He licked Harry's ear.

"Draco, did you hex me?" Harry's hand started to scratch his chest again.

"Hm?" Draco's eyes still focused on the older wizards who hadn't moved since they looked into the shopping bag.

"It's itchy." Harry didn't stop scratching.

"Stop it, Harry," Draco looked concern, "You might hurt yourself. Come on, let's go to my room. I might have something for that."

Harry let Draco dragged him and waited patiently when Draco gathered his books. He enjoyed Severus and Sirius stunt face. "You won't want to switch. They have different size."

Sirius finally looked at Severus when their godsons had left them. "I don't want to switch." He smiled when his lover glared at him.

"He just pull this prank on us because he still mad that I took points off of him." Severus sighed.

"He won't if you just give them back to him. And I'd like to try this on," Sirius smirked. "It's thoughtful of him to choose the colour."

"Like I've told you he just still mad at me." Severus shook his head. He let Sirius sat on his lap.

"Do you think he know?" Sirius put his head on Severus', enjoying the warmness.

Severus could hear the hint of worry in his lover's voice. "I doubt it, Siri." He kissed him slowly. "I doubt he knows."

~Ö~

Harry and Draco walked cautiously to Draco's room; not wanting anyone to caught them.

"So, what did you buy for them?" Draco kissed Harry while undressed him.

"Just pyjamas. Green for Sirius and red for Severus." Harry smirked secretly. "Transparent pyjamas."

Draco laughed. "I can't believe you did that. No wonder Severus looked as if he might pass out any minutes."

Harry smiled proudly.

"What have I done to you?" Draco looked at Harry's confused face. "I missed the naïve Gryffindor in you." Draco hugged Harry before he let him go. "You let Blaise see you bought those things? He may have a lot imaginations."

"No. We met Ron and Hermione there and we have double date. So when he and Ron went to see the Quidditch stuff, Hermione and I went to the robe shop."

"You like your day?"

"Not really a bad day." Harry smiled. "And I might enjoy my date if my body didn't itchy so much."

"Don't worry, babe. I'll take care that."

After he undressed himself, Draco led Harry to the bathroom and cleaned them. He smiled when Harry's moan softly while he gently message Harry's body.

After he had done with himself, he put on his towel robe and used a big, white towel to dry Harry. He gently dry Harry's redden chest.

Draco kissed Harry's chest lovingly before draped the towel on Harry's waist. He easily carried him in his arm and went to his bed.

After he put Harry on his lap, he searched the drawer beside him. He found the oil his mother sent him.

"What is that?" Harry asked him lazily.

"Baby oil. My mother sent it last week. She said it will help the itchy but I don't know why she would sent me this before." Draco uncoiled the bottle and poured some on his hand. He slowly rubbed Harry's chest and poured some more for Harry's belly.

"Draco," Harry tried to speak between his giggled, "It's not itchy there."

"Really." Draco lifted his eyebrow, looking at Harry's now naked state. "You don't like it? Want me to stop?"

"No, don't stop." Harry's breath became heavier. "I like it."

"Hmm," Draco bent his head so that he could kiss Harry. "It's time for dinner."

"Can't we have it here?" Harry closed his eyes, enjoying Draco's attention.

"Sure." Draco pulled the blanket to cover Harry's naked body. "I'll send words to the elves."

"Ok." Harry turned around, didn't bother to open his eyes, and let Draco go.

When they were waiting for their dinner, Draco was questioning himself whether he should tell Harry about their godfathers. 'Nah, that would spoilt all the fun.'

~Ö~

At the other part of the library, Blaise walked slowly to the desk occupied by Neville Longbottom.

"Hey." Blaise spoked softly, unwanted to scare the younger Gryffindor.

"Oh," Neville's smile frozed when he looked at the Slytherin.

"I thought I'll find you here." Blaise smiled at him.

"Erm. Yeah." Neville couldn't tear his eyes from Blaise's smiling face.

"It's a pity you couldn't come with us." Blaise was obvious of the sudden awkward moment.

When Neville didn't seem like he would say a thing, Blaise continued. "I bought something here." He handed the box. "Go on, open it." He encouraged when Neville didn't make a move.

Slowly Neville studied the box on his hand. A Gryffindor's insignia made of chocolate. "It was beautiful." He was unaware of his paled face.

"Do you think so?" Blaise smiled brighter.

"Do you want me to give this to Harry?" The moment those words came out of his mouth, Neville knew it was the wrong things to say.

"What make you think I can't give it to him personally if I mean so." Blaise said coldly before he left Neville.

Harry spent the weekend mostly in Draco's room. Only went to the Great Hall to have lunch with his dorm mates and went back to Draco's room.

And then the school start again. He was happy when Severus gave him ten points, as he had promised. And to the Gryffindors amazement, Neville also earned ten points because he and Harry, they were partners, made the potions correct.

"Something almost akin to magic itself." Severus smirked.

Blushing, Neville smiled at his friends. His eyes caught Blaise's cold eyes and erased all the smiles from his face. 'He hates me now,' Neville looked at his hands sadly.

Harry, unaware of his friend's turbulence, hugged Neville and kept smiling. When the class was over, he went to look for his godfather and told him what had happened.

"It was clever thing to do." Sirius winked at Severus when Harry enthusiastically told him.

Draco was waiting to see Harry at dinner when he heard something had happened to him. 'No wander Weasley and Granger aren't here.'

Draco ran to Harry's room and found him laying on his bed. He didn't turn back to Draco when he entered the room and he ignored his best friends.

"Glad you're here, Malfoy." Ron said.

Draco just nodded his head. Although Ron wasn't his favourite person, he had some sort of respect to the red head wizard. He knew Ron didn't even use a knut of his money.

Draco walked to Harry and sit on his bed. "Hey, baby. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Harry still refused to look at him.

"Nothing?" Draco looked at Ron and Hermione questioningly. He then gently pulled Harry and put him on his lap.

Harry didn't refused him but still not talking. So Draco only was rocking him back and forward until he was calming down.

The week went slowly in Harry's opinion. Nothing happened and Harry got bored easily. Even the points from the Potions Master couldn't make him smile for a long time. But Draco didn't expect the sudden change of mode this drastically.

"I don't know what had happen to me." Harry said softly. "I used to be good in charm. Not spectacular but good. But today, I'm the worst ever wizard. I don't know what's wrong but when I tried to do the charm as instructed, I charmed Flitwick's shoes so that he would stand as tall as I do."

"It's nice." Draco chuckled.

"No, it's not." Harry glared at him. "He took twenty points from me. He never took points before. And never that much." Harry looked so miserable.

Instinctively, Draco tightened his hold on Harry and kissed Harry's temple.

"And then McGonagall expelled from her class." Harry tried to bury himself deeper in Draco's warm embrace.

"Why would she do that?" Draco asked him softly.

"Because I transfigured myself a cosy beach bench." Harry blushed. "Along with a big, red umbrella. And I couldn't help myself to try it. And somehow, I enjoy it very much. And when she tried to change it back, those things wouldn't disappear. And she got angry and she sent me out."

Draco tried to hide his smile when he imagined Harry leisurely sit on the beach bench under the red umbrella.

"And the worst is…" Harry suddenly whispered, "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Hm?" Draco looked worriedly at his wife.

Harry slowly took Draco's hand and put it under his shirt. Draco could feel something was different.

"I'm so scare." Harry looked into Draco's eyes. "Could it be tumor? Or… or cancer." Harry looked paler. "Oh, Draco. I don't want to die. Not until I see my baby."

Draco rubbed Harry's chest. Or rather breasts. Very small but breasts nonetheless. He chuckled. "I don't think it's something you need to be worry about."

Draco pulled out a vial from his pocket and started to rub Harry's breasts again. "Better?"

"Ehhm," Harry nodded his head. "You have it with you all the time?"

"Couldn't help it with you running to me whenever you need it. I think it's more efficient if I had it with me." Draco's eyes were smiling at Harry. Oops.

"Do you mean that I'm so much a bother?" Harry tried to break free from Draco.

"No." Draco tightened his embrace. "And I prefer you come to me than walked to Blaise."

"I won't do such thing." Harry glared at him.

"I know. And you don't have to worry about anything."

"You know what happen to me?"

Draco smiled at Harry's confused face. He turned to Hermione but realised that he would get no help from her, the way she avoiding his eyes.

"You have, ehm, I believe it's called 'breast', Harry." Draco whispered lowly but clearly.

"What?"

"It so that you could nurse our baby." Draco smiled at Harry.

"What!" Harry's incoherent thought could only build one word.

"Didn't you read the book?"

"What book?"

"Potions book. Didn't you read about the Potions you take?" Draco rubbed Harry's back, tried to calm him.

"Well, thank you but seems like I just couldn't find that book." He looked at Hermione, who looked guilty, and then turned to Draco. "I couldn't find it at the library. You don't have that book, and somehow, though I can't believe it, Severus didn't have the book either."

Harry suddenly cried. "I want the baby, but I don't like it when you turn me into this. I'm not a bloody woman."

"Oh, no, baby. Please don't cry. I'd do anything to make you happy."

"No you won't."

"Try me."

"Will you let me fly?"

"I…" Draco lost his words.

"See, you won't."

Draco sighed. "Five minutes."

"What?"

"I'll let you fly five minutes, under my observation."

"Really?" Harry smiled.

"Just five minutes."

"Yes."

"And not before you finish your meal."

"Thank you, Draco." Harry hugged Draco tightly before kissed his mouth hard. He was oblivious his best friends' smiled.

~Ö~

Draco decided to stay at Harry's room until midnight and watched Harry flying. He made sure Harry slept for a few hours before their midnight adventure. But not before Harry made him promised that Draco would wake him up no matter what happen.

"And no 'I-saw-how-peaceful-you-are-and-I-have-no-heart-waking-you'," Harry stared at Draco's guilty face.

"No." Draco kissed Harry's forehead. "I swear."

And as he had promised, Draco did wake Harry up at midnight. He didn't try really hard but Harry was too excited that he woke as Draco called his name for the fifth time.

"Ready to our flight?" Draco whispered softly.

"Yes." Harry gave him sleepy smile and let Draco dress him with thicker clothes.

They walked slowly as not to wake Ron, and even more slowly when they were out of Gryffindor's Tower.

When they walked out to the dark night, Harry was glad that Draco was there to hold him.

"Cold?" Draco sounded concern.

"A little."

"Still want to fly?" Draco sounded unsure.

"Yes."

"Wait here, I'll get you your broom."

"Okay."

Harry lifted his head and looked into the dark sky. The night was clear and he could see the stars. The moon helped him see through the dark.

Harry turned when he felt Draco's coming closer to him.

"Enjoy your five minutes, babe, cause it's all what you got." Draco smiled at Harry.

Harry received the broom and mounted his Firebolt. He just realised how he missed flying. And the feeling of free suddenly overwhelmed him. He flied at high speed, enjoying the night wind caressing his face.

Draco flied closely behind him, and told him that he have to slow down.

"Time's up, Harry. We have to go back to the castle."

"Can I have one more minutes, please?"

"NO."

"Five more seconds?"

"Twenty seconds had pass just as we argue here. Nice try, Harry, but we really have to go back now."

"Okay." Harry pouted but he slowly headed to the ground and had a nice landing. He felt his foot weaken when he stood on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Draco reached Harry's waist to steady him.

"Draco?"

"Yes?"

"I think I pee on my pants."

Under the moonlight, Draco could see the red liquid stain on Harry's denims. His heart suddenly beat harder.

"It's alright, Baby. You'll be fine. Madame Pomfrey will take care of it." Draco carefully lifted Harry and carried him in his arm.

"What?" Harry looked scare. "Why we need to see her. Is something wrong?"

"Don't worry, Harry." Draco ran to the castle and headed to the Infirmary, he didn't care if they were caught and points were taken.

And to his credit, the mediwitch just took over the situation and didn't interrogate him why Harry and he were out of bed at such time. And once he put Harry on the bed, he was sent out of the room.

"You better go back to your dorm, Mr. Malfoy. There's nothing you could do now and he might need you tomorrow. Take your rest, and I would take care of him." And with that the door was close for him.

Sighing, Draco went back to the Quidditch field to retrieve the brooms he left. And he went to his room even when he was sure that he couldn't sleep.

When Draco went to Infirmary in the morning, the mediwitch told him that Harry was still sleeping and that he was still weak so better not to wake him and upset him.

But right after class, Hermione and Ron cornered him to ask Harry's whereabouts.

"Something's happened." And that was all it took to have the two Gryffindors followed him.

'It's look like Harry made it a habit to have me run after him.' Draco shook his head. 'And worse, I have those two as companies.' He glanced at the worried faces ran next to him. 'Maybe it's not that bad.'

When they arrived at the Infirmary, Draco found out that his parents were already there. Also Severus, and Sirius. Even Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall were there.

"How is he?" Draco talked is low voice to his mother. Completely ignoring his father's mocking glare at his choice of friend to accompany him.

"He didn't stop crying since he awaked five minutes ago." Narcissa answered her son.

Draco walked to Harry's bed. "Harry?"

Harry stopped crying long enough to see that Draco was sitting on his bed. He crawled to sit on Draco's lap and hide his face on Draco's chest.

"I'm sorry, Draco." Harry whispered between his hiccups.

"What?" Draco was alarmed. He looked around to the people on the room. "Something happen to the baby?"

"The baby is save." Lucius answered him. "And I thought we were clear that there will be no more flying."

Harry nodded his head. "It was all my fault."

Draco hugged the tremble body in his arms tighter. "It's okay, now, Harry."

"No, it's not." Harry pulled his head to look Draco right into his eyes, "I'm so selfish. I endanger my baby just so that I can have fun. I'm… I'm a terrible mother."

Draco kissed Harry's head. "It was my fault, too. I let you fly."

"Because I push you too far. Because you can't stand me crying like a baby." Harry nuzzled against Draco, trying to bury himself deeper on his comforting embrace.

Draco smiled when he felt Harry's stomach against him, he put his hand on the side of Harry's stomach and felt his baby's magic.

"Harry, baby." Draco whispered. "Please don't cry, do you know that a happy mommy make a happy son."

Harry suddenly snapped back. He glared at Draco, "Do you mean, a happy mommy make a happy baby?"

"Ah, must be so." Draco smiled, he shed Harry's tears. He took out Harry's necklace. "I told you it would protect you. It will protect our baby, too. So, please stop crying, Harry."

"Maybe we have to take a drastic move, just to ensure that the baby will be save until the labour." Lucius drawled, just as Harry had stopped his crying.

Draco could feel Harry stiffen and he fell sorry for him. Not many people could stand his father's dominance.

"We will take you back to our manor so that we could monitor you and Narcissa would look after you until the baby's born." Lucius said in final tone.

"No. No, no." Harry started crying again, and Draco couldn't help glaring at his father. "I want to stay. I want to take the NEWTs. And I want to graduate with you." Harry looked at Draco with his wet eyes.

"It's okay, Harry. I'll talk to father and he would let you stay." Draco tried to assure him.

"I don't think you could change my mind, Son." Lucius ignored his wife warning. "I won't risk my grandson's well being."

"I would take care of him." Draco said firmly. "And Harry has friends who would look after him." Draco nodded to Ron and Hermione who hadn't said a word since their arrival.

Ron and Hermione nodded their heads eagerly. Hermione was amazed by her realization just how deep Draco care about Harry. She was happy for Harry but she realise that she envied him. Hermione turned to look at Ron and for once since she knew him, she could figure what he was thinking.

Harry looked at Draco in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I want this baby too. I promise I won't do anything that would endanger my baby. I won't even think about flying, ever again. Just let me stay."

Draco kissed Harry's soft lips. "I know. And I'm sorry too. I want you to be happy, Harry."

Sound of someone coughing stopped Draco. "Please. No bed activities for two weeks." Said a very red Madame Pomfrey.

~Ö~

Sirius looked at Severus' troubled expression. He was very quiet since they returned from the Infirmary. He only watched him as Severus poured himself a glass of whiskey and drank it in one gulp.

Sirius walked to him and stopped him from drinking his second glass.

"Hey. What's wrong? I thought the baby is no longer in danger." Sirius gently rubbed Severus' cheek. "And you need to shave." He joked to light up the mode but Severus only stared at him.

Severus shook his head and hugged his lover. "I owe you an apologize."

"What for?" Sirius let himself being carried. He just sat comfortably in Severus' lap.

"I just realise how selfish I was. That's all."

"Hmm…" Sirius put his head on Severus' chest, not really listening to what he said.

"I should never force you to take the potion and pushed you away from me." Severus felt his lover suddenly tense up. "And I'm sorry."

"It was long time ago. Why are you suddenly talking about it?" Sirius was afraid. He was scared that Severus wanted him to leave. That it was all a mistake and they shouldn't see each other again.

"After what happen to Harry, I think we need to talk about it." Severus was avoiding Sirius' eyes.

"Do you want me to leave now?" Sirius knew that he sounded pathetic but he couldn't lose Severus again. Not now.

"NO." Severus tightened his embrace. "Letting you go all those years ago was a mistake. Forcing you to take the potion when we weren't ready was a mistake. But letting you go now will be my biggest mistake. I can't lose you again."

Sirius looked at Severus' eyes and knew that he was telling the truth. He could see the possessiveness in his eyes. And he knew he could trust Severus with his feeling.

"I'm sorry." Sirius whispered. "I know you want a son. I was just so scared that you leave me, then. I wished I had took it."

"If you took it, you would hate me." Severus forced a small smile. "You couldn't fly and you have to wear the maternity robe. And you would hate me."

"No, I won't." Sirius smiled.

"But you never know." Severus said sadly.

"You left me." Sirius' tone was full of accusation.

"You looked happy enough when Potter hugged you." Severus' jealousy made him felt a bit better. Just a bit.

"What?"

"I came to your place at our anniversary. I was about to propose you but then I left when I see you with him. You looked happy in his embrace."

"You were about to propose?" Shock was written on Sirius' face.

"Yes."

"And you leave because you see me hugging James?"

"Yes." Severus scowled.

"Severus Snape I knew would hex James and win me back." Sirius teased him.

"But I already knew that you would chose your friend." Sirius could hear the distress in his lover's voice.

"But I love you." Sirius grinned before he laughed. "James was in love with Lily and he was telling me that he would be a father."

Severus looked at him disbelievingly.

"Lily was pregnant and he was happy. That's all." Sirius ended the discussion by kissing Severus in a slow and deep kiss that he hope would erase all the sadness.

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