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Chapter Sixteen The Graduation

Padfoot walked slowly back to the dungeon, ignoring the students passed him by. He scratched three times and the door was opened before him.

He walked to the Potions Master who was sitting comfortably on the couch with his feet settled on the settee, grading some essays.

Padfoot hopped to the couch next to Severus and laid down with his head closed to the man, he didn't bother to change back to his human form.

"I didn't expect you to come back this soon." Severus gently scratched his head.

Padfoot only growled lowly.

Severus closed his book and laid it on the table. He turned to his still-in-his-animagus form lover.

"I'm not a dog lover." He said slowly. "And I hate talking to myself."

Sirius changed back, and looked shyly at Severus.

"Something bothering you? I thought you went to see Harry." Severus asked him lightly.

"They went to study in the library and she kicked me out." Sirius told him, feeling humiliated.

Severus chuckled. "At least we can spend our evening together."

"Yeah." Sirius looked thoughtful but then smiling. "I guess you're right." He threw himself at the Potions Master, almost toppled him down.

"Wow." Severus looked at his lover after the long, hungry kiss. "I should tell Draco to study in the library more often."

"Yeah, do that." Sirius answered dreamily.

~Ö~

"You two still haven't spoken to each other?" Draco lifted his eyebrow.

Ron only growled lowly. He had tried to talk to Hermione but she hid herself in her room all day. And that was four days ago.

Draco glanced at Hermione who was sitting at the next table with Pansy, refusing to acknowledge them but willing to help Harry. They were looking for a book that would help Harry to stable his magic, so that he could take his NEWTs.

"If you can't handle your woman then you're not a man." Draco grinned.

"Then what is your man doing with the cool bloke?" Ron asked him without so much lifting his eyes from the book.

Draco turned around and looked at the farthest end of the shelves where Harry stood very closed to Blaise. He stood up in a flash and ran to Harry.

He couldn't catch what Harry and Blaise was saying. But when he was neared them, he heard something like… a kiss?

"So let me get this clear." Blaise smiled at Harry. "I watch your Draco and you watch my Neville."

"Yes. Make sure he's not fooling around behind my back and I'll talk nice about you to Neville." Harry eagerly nodded his head.

"Deal. So why don't we seal this pact with a kiss?" Blaise teasingly closed the distance between them.

Before Harry could answer a pair of strong familiar hands wrapped around him and gently lifted him, taking him away from Blaise.

"Are you say something about a kiss?" Draco's eyes dangerously move stealthily from Blase's face to Harry's and back to Blaise's again.

"You heard wrong." Blaise grinned.

"Blaise told me that he would help me look through the book, and I would help him so that he could kiss Neville." Harry looked innocently to Draco. "Put me down, Draco. Someone will notice."

Draco didn't believe the two of them but he gently put Harry back down. 'I won't leave these two alone again.' Draco promised himself. 'No, actually, I won't leave Harry alone again.'

They went back to their table, a secluded area that not many students went to, especially when a spell was put around it.

Harry was eyeing the table where Ron was sitting alone all the while noticing that at the next table Hermione was sitting with Pansy.

"Still not talking to him, Hermione?" Harry felt a little sympathy for Ron.

"What him?" Hermione answered coldly without even taking her eyes off her book.

"Well, you should at least listen to him." Harry tried again.

"Stop it, Harry." Draco gently shoved him into the empty seat next to his. "It's not like Ron had something to say anyway."

"Well, I do." Ron scowled.

"Draco is right, Harry." Hermione smiled sweetly, still ignoring Ron.

Harry just shrugged and was soon submersed in the book that had caught his eyes. He didn't see the look he got from his friends when they heard his soft humming. He didn't even realise that he was humming at all. But he hissed to Ron when he spoke a little too loud.

"Shh." Harry glared at Ron. "Please be quiet, I don't need this childish quarrelling." He ignored the hurt look Ron sent to him. "As a man, you have to take this matter into your hands."

"You're right." Ron's face was so red that Hermione was afraid he would burst. "We have to finish this right now." He walked to Hermione and forced her to stand up. The next moment all Hermione knew was that she was being dragged away under her friends' scrutinizing eyes.

"I wander what was wrong with her." Harry whispered to Draco. "She was so bitchy and she doesn't even have pregnancy as a reason for her mood swing." Harry grinned.

"Yeah, much like someone I know, but I believe this someone has every right to be moody." Draco grimaced when Harry playfully hit him.

~Ö~

"Let go of my hand." Hermione demanded. She had to walk very fast since Ron didn't slow down his pace.

"Not until you listen to what I'll say." Ron answered determinedly.

"Well, you can say it now." Hermione's answered was out of breath.

"Fine." Ron turned around without warning causing Hermione to walk straight into him. He embraced her with intentions to not let her go. "I'm sorry if I made you so sad."

"You should be." Hermione didn't try to break free because deep down she really did miss Ron.

Ron searched his pocket and pulled out a small, black velvet box. "Will you marry me Hermione?"

Hermione just looked at him, for once, at a loss for words.

"I don't mean now. Later, after we graduate and I have a proper job." Ron stuttered, his face was as red as the Gryffindor scarf. "Please, don't give up on us."

"Yes." Hermione whispered.

"Yes?" Ron smiled stupidly. "Really? I mean you haven't look at this." He freed Hermione and fumbled to open the box. It was a simple band of gold with a small diamond in the middle.

"It's beautiful." Again, Hermione could only whisper. "Oh, Ron. I'm sorry I was mad at you. It's just… you seemed to have forgotten that you loved me. You didn't even give me a single flower on my birthday and then on Valentine's Day, you never took me on a date."

"I'm sorry if I'm such a lousy boyfriend," Ron smiled. "I didn't forget about you. In fact I can never stop thinking about you. I wanted to give you this ring on our graduation night so I took every part time job available and saved my money just to buy something that would suit your beauty. You know I'm not rich."

"Oh, Ron." Hermione hugged him tightly, hiding her blushing face on his chest. She let Ron slipped the ring to her right ring finger.

"Let's go back there." Ron smiled. "We still need to find the book for Harry."

"Yeah, you right." Hermione returned the smile and took Ron's hand.

Their walking back to the library was slower with a friendly silence. And their friends were raising their eyebrows at their intertwined fingers and blushing faces.

"Well," Pansy stared at the ring on Hermione's finger. "Have something to tell us?"

"Ron was saving his money to buy me an engagement ring." Hermione blushed. "He wanted to give me on our graduation ball but I had made all those outburst and I made him told me so I ruined the surprise."

"Oh, that's so romantic." Pansy said dreamily. "Hey, do you think I could have this one and not his brother?"

Hermione glared at her, simply saying that she wouldn't let anyone stole her man, not even her friend.

"Well, I guess I have to satisfied with what I have." Pansy smiled teasingly. She laughed when the couples' faces went redder.

"Congratulations." Draco smiled genuinely.

"See, you have to take the matter into your hands." Harry pointed out. "Maybe you should do the same, Blaise, and you'll have Neville as tame as this one."

"I wouldn't say that that one is tame, Harry." Blaise smiled at the glare Hermione sent to the pregnant boy. "I think we better find your book now."

"Yeah, right. Many things to do." Hermione grabbed the books she was checking before and move to sit next to Ron, leaving Pansy alone.

"Well, I think I'm done right now." Pansy stood up. "Sorry, Harry dear, but I am meeting my redhead."

"Okay, say hello to Fred." Harry grinned.

Draco frowned at Harry but it disappeared as Harry rubbed Draco's thigh invitingly under the table, right before their friends.

"Excuse me, but I think Harry needs his rest. We don't want to further upset his magic, now, do we."

"You're right." Hermione frowned at her friend. "Take your rest, Harry. I'll make sure you do well on your NEWTs and graduate with us."

"Thank you, Hermione." Harry shot a grateful smile at her and let Draco shift him to the door.

~Ö~

Standing naked, Sirius stared at his reflection on the body full mirror. He was still thin but not awfully so as when he first escaped from Azkaban.

He hadn't change much; he even looked much like a twenty five year old man. 'It seems like my time stopped the moment I entered Azkaban.' Sirius pondered. He still felt cold whenever he remembered that terrible memory.

He was still sane, but he was awfully fed and it just made him ill from time to time. He returned to his reflection and gently rubbed his stomach. 'I even lost the maternity fat.' Sirius tried to lighten his own mood.

He tried to repress that memory but the sadder memories rushed back to him. He lost not only his freedom but also his baby. 'My baby, Shane. He was only one year and a half when I lost him. He must as big as Harry now.' He gave birth to Shane three weeks earlier than Lily.

'Where would I find him?' Sirius unconsciously rubbed his flat stomach. 'That Zabini boy reminds me too much of Severus, but as far as I know, he's not an orphan. He can't be my Shane.'

Sirius looked at his face and smiled to himself. 'At least my face is still as good-looking as when I was still at school. This face will make sure Severus stay with me. If I cant' have my son, at least I can keep my lover.'

"I don't know that you're such a vain person." Severus' masculine voice took him back to reality. "Still admiring your face? Don't tell me you're in love with your face."

Sirius raised his eyes to look at his lover's reflection, which was leaning on the doorframe, naked. "It's better than someone who sighs whenever he sees his own face."

"You're trying to say?" Severus suddenly was standing behind him, sucking his neck, and his newly growing hardness pushing against Sirius' arse.

"Do it again." Sirius pushed back and raised his hand to clutch Severus' hair.

"I woke up and I couldn't find you." Severus complied while his hand stroked Sirius' thigh.

"I wanted to take a bath." Sirius panted. "But you caught me before I could even start."

"I caught you admiring your reflection." Severus chuckled. "But I won't refuse your invitation, of course."

"Hmm… later," Sirius ground back and elicited moans from his lover. He was ready when Severus pushed him. He put his hands on the mirror to support himself. He was still loose and wet from their lovemaking before and Severus easily slipped himself in.

"You taste so good." Severus whispered, licked Sirius' ear while doing so, his hand stroked his shaft and never slowed his pace.

"You feel good." Sirius answered difficultly. He put his hands on the mirror for more support.

It was so arousing to watch their making love, that neither Sirius nor Severus could last long.

Too weak to support himself, Sirius was grateful when he felt Severus' hand supporting him.

"Look at the mess," Sirius tried to look as strict as McGonagall but failed.

"It only took a wave to clean it." Severus carefully lifted Sirius' lighter body and put him in the tub.

"Thanks Merlin that you don't have classes this evening." Sirius sighed happily, enjoying Severus' hands messaging his tired body.

"Still want another round?" Severus lifted his eyebrow.

"You know what I mean." Sirius laughed as he sprayed some water on Severus' unguarded face.

~Ö~

Harry lay comfortably under Draco's firm body. He let his husband kiss him and touch him. But he stopped Draco when he tried to open his shirt.

"What?" Draco asked him confusedly.

"Erm. No bed activities right?" Harry blushed a little. He didn't want to let Draco see his naked body until he was sure that Draco agreed with his body's changes.

"I bet you and Fred do more than kissing." Draco pouted a little.

"Of course not." Harry's laughter vanished when he saw Draco was glaring at him. "We only kissed twice. And that was all."

"You better make sure that it was all. And it's over between you two." Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Yes. Sir." Harry pulled Draco again to kiss him.

They spent their time kissing and hugging and kissing again until it was time for dinner and Harry have to go back to his room.

"Sirius." Harry walked happily to his godfather. "Look what Remus sent to me." Remus had sent Harry a book about pregnancy and how to stabilize the baby's magic.

"You got it already?" Sirius smiled. "I asked him to find the book and sent it to you."

"Thank you." Harry hugged him. "How do you know that I needed this particular book?"

"I saw Lily read it before." Sirius shrugged.

Harry smiled at his Godfather. "I appreciate it, really."

"Hey, only to make sure you could take your NEWTs." Sirius raffled Harry's hair. He grinned when Harry pulled his head irritably.

Harry had to tie his hair back since it grew long pass his shoulders.

"So, where is Draco?" Sirius turned to look at the door, as if wishing that Draco would come any moment.

"He didn't come with me." Harry bit his lower lip.

"You two aren't fighting, are you?" Sirius frowned.

"I think he's angry at me." Harry looked as if he was about to cry.

"Why would he be?"

"I didn't let him touch me."

"You what?" Sirius wanted to laugh.

"Well, actually more like I didn't let him see me naked." Harry blushed.

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why didn't you? It's not like you have anything that he hasn't seen before." Sirius chuckled. He turned serious when Harry's face paled. "You do?"

"I have breasts." Harry whispered the word as if he was telling his deep, dark secret.

"And?" Sirius waited for him to continue.

"I have breasts. Isn't that bad enough." Harry felt like screaming the words into his godfather's ear.

"It's making you uncomfortable?" Sirius nodded his understanding.

"How would you know? It's not like you have ever had them." Harry pouted. He missed the hurt look that flickered through Sirius' eyes.

"It's a natural thing that has to happen, Harry." Sirius said softly. "So that you can nurse your baby. Isn't it wonderful? It's a proof that you'll be a great mommy."

"Really?" Harry was still sceptical.

"Believe me I know." Sirius smiled sourly. "Your mother made me read that book."

Harry laughed. "What would Draco think? Will he still like me? I mean I'm really starting to look fat now plus the breasts." Harry's face serious again.

"Oh, Harry, trust me, he will think you're the sexiest thing in this universe." Sirius grinned.

"Well, you better be sure about this Siri." Harry carefully stood up and walked to the door.

Sirius smiled to himself. Harry worried about such things reminded him of himself. But he had nobody to worry when seeing his naked body. Unlike Harry.

"Ah, so that's why you're writing so secretively." Severus hugged him when Harry had left. "I thought you were writing some sort of secret love letter."

"Hey, I was having a heart to heart conversation with my godson." Sirius scolded him.

"I couldn't help listening." Severus grinned.

Sirius wondered if he should tell Severus about his long lost baby. But it meant that he would have to tell Harry, too. And he wasn't ready to reveal his relationship with Severus.

"What do you think?" Sirius tilted his head.

"What do I think about what?" Severus licked the delicious neck.

"Pregnant men with breasts." Sirius didn't realise that he was holding his breath, anxious to hear his answer.

Severus held his lover in an arms length, concentrating as to imagine Sirius in such condition. "Sexiest thing I've ever seen."

"Clever answer." Sirius chuckled before he pulled Severus' face to his and gave him a peck on his left cheek.

~Ö~

Harry was thinking about giving Draco a surprise. It had been almost two weeks now and he began to feel a little guilty when Draco had to take a cold shower before bed.

He walked towards the secret entrance that was a lot safer, though he had to wait until nobody was around the Great Hall.

As he had predicted, Draco was nowhere to be seen. Harry sighed sadly. Draco had been taking his Head Boy job more seriously now. He took the round until his own curfew time.

Harry played the ring on his left hand nervously. He wanted to do something for Draco but he was not sure if Draco would like it or not. And he didn't know if he had the courage to carry out his plan or not.

He prepared to take a long bath. He poured in some of Draco's expensive scented bath potion. The bath made him more relaxed and he was sure to do the next step.

He let himself enjoy all the expensive toiletries sent by Narcissa. He was confused what to do with his hair and took some time studying the bottle that stood next to the bathtub.

Half an hour later, clad only in his towel, Harry dried his hair, carefully pouring on some perfumed tonic and took extra attention while brushing it. His hair was more compliant now that it was longer.

'Well, I look perfect now.' Harry smiled. 'Or as perfect as I can ever be.' He put on his glasses.

He put on Draco's bathrobe. It was soft and smelt like Draco. Now, all he had to do was wait for Draco to come back.

Harry was blushing when he arranged the robe to show his naked thigh. He felt naughty wearing nothing under the robe.

He took the little clock at the bedside and spent his time watching Draco's name, hopefully waiting that it would soon change to bedtime. But soon he felt his eyes heavy and the clock fell on to the bed with a soft thud.

~Ö~

Draco walked to his room with slow, angry step. He was frustrated. It had been a long two weeks and he doubted Harry would let him ever touch him, just in fear that he would hurt the baby.

He winced when he recalled the look upon McGonagall's face when he handed her another student caught after curfew.

'It's not like I could go to Severus. He would have my head.' Draco exhaled in suffering. He had suspected that something was going on between his godfather with his so-called enemy. And realised that there was something deeper between them.

He wasn't sure how Harry would react at this, no matter how less he hated their Potions Master. Draco shook his head. He had enough trouble at hand that he didn't need more.

He knew that it was stupid to get jealous over his own son. Not to mention that said son wasn't born yet. But he couldn't help feeling neglected. Harry was too overprotected of his baby's safety. 'Not that I don't agree with that, but a little affection will be appreciated.'

Then, there was another problem with Weasley. Mr. Fred Weasley to be precise. He knew that Harry was still a virgin when they married, which was the only reason why he didn't hunt him down when he first heard about him dated his Harry.

Draco said the password to the dungeon and automatically walked to his room. He carelessly stripped off his clothes and threw them on his way to his bed.

After throwing his shirt somewhere, Draco stopped in halt over the view in front of him. Harry, in his bathrobe, which was too big for him, sleeping peacefully.

His eyes were glued to him when Harry moved a little, drawing the robe slightly higher, telling Draco that he was wearing nothing underneath.

Draco walked carefully to the sleeping beauty, afraid to wake him. He gently pulled the duvet and tucked the boy in. Time seemed to stop when he raised his head to meet the dark green eyes deep with slumber.

"Draco." Harry looked a little confused, forgetting his plan to seduce his husband.

"You need to put on thicker cloth or you'll catch cold." Draco managed to say.

"I was waiting for you," Harry blushed a little. "I guess I felt asleep."

"Which you obviously need." Draco kissed his temple.

Harry curled his hands around Draco's neck, while trying to kick off the duvet. 'How I'm supposed to be alluring with this on around me.' He thought angrily when the thick cloth wouldn't budge.

Draco helped Harry to sit. "So, how was your day? Teaching anyone Potions?"

"No, Ron preferred Hermione teaching him and Blaise was busy teaching Neville. I spent some time with Sirius and was alone the rest of the evening." Harry smiled a little.

"Hmm." Draco couldn't shift his eyes from the front of Harry's robe. It slid a bit and was showing some of Harry's chest. Or breasts.

Harry saw where Draco's eyes were lingering and experimentally rolled his shoulder a little so that the robe would slide further down. He grinned winningly when he heard Draco's breaths hitch.

"Like what you see?" Harry's voice trembled a little though he was more assured that Draco did like what he was seeing.

Draco growled predatorily before he pounced on Harry, careful not to put weight on his stomach. He growled playfully when he tore off Harry's robe.

Draco's breathing increase rapidly as he looked at his prize. He knew that some pregnant men had breasts, and he had been in close contact with some before his marriage, but still it was so arousing to see Harry's.

Harry stirred uncomfortably when Draco hadn't said a word. 'Maybe Sirius was wrong, he'd never been pregnant before.'

"Beautiful." Draco harshly whispered harshly before he claimed his mate.

Sirius was spaced out again. He couldn't sleep lately and it began to show in his face now. There were black shadows under his eyes.

'Maybe I should tell Severus about our son.' Sirius thought. 'But he might hate me for hiding him from him all this time.' Sirius sighed sadly.

Not being able to seat still, Sirius started to pace. 'Unless he loves me. Really loves me. He would help me find Shane.' Pacing back, Sirius shook his head. 'But then I have to tell Harry.' He stopped. 'Harry might didn't like it. He didn't really like Sev.'

Feeling miserably, Sirius walked back to his seat. 'Maybe I should just keep it quiet.' Sirius felt like crying now. 'It's been a long time. My baby could be dead.'

Sirius looked back when the door opened, showing Severus holding something like a cloak.

"You need to get ready, Sirius." Severus lifted his eyebrow at his lover's state.

"I can transform any moment." Sirius smiled.

"Well, Draco sent you this. He said Harry wanted his godfather at his graduation." Severus walked to him and handed the cloak. "Harry wanted you to use his father's cloak."

Sirius stupidly looked at the cloak in his hand. He felt like crying. 'I might not be able to see my son's graduation, but at least I can be there for someone as close as a son to me.'

Sirius was indeed crying when Severus hugged him. Severus didn't know why he was crying and he appreciated it when he didn't question him. He didn't think he could handle it right now.

~Ö~

The Great Hall

The Great Hall was buzzing with chatter. Harry was smiling happily, knowing that his godfather was somewhere in the room, on his graduation day. Most of the parents of the students were here, except for the muggle born ones.

Even if Sirius weren't there, the Malfoys wouldn't let him feel left out. Harry could sense the eyes gazing upon on him. Some with calculating looks, some worried, and some jealous. But Harry could also see curiosity in their eyes and he chose to ignore them all.

"So, I hear you were doing well in Potions." Lucius offered him small smile.

Harry suspected that the older wizard had cast some spell that wouldn't allow anyone, apart from the Malfoys, to listen to their conversation. But it wasn't a matter since he was a Malfoy now.

"Yes." Harry grinned. "I'll be the next Potions Master."

"Then you should take an apprenticeship with Severus." Draco teased.

"He's not bad actually." Harry smiled.

"So, there was not accident in Charms and Transfiguration?" Draco had owled her about the big, red umbrella thing.

Harry just smiled. It was weird to talk to your stomach at first but apparently that was what it took to calm his baby. That, and a little rubbing. He'd talk to his baby to let Mommy play with the wand first and if baby weren't tired, Mommy would let him play.

So again, Draco's room had been redecorated throughout the week. And Draco just let it be.

He wouldn't tell anyone that he had now grown to love the speaking sessions with his baby. Though, he suspected that Draco already knewn it.

"He's doing just great." Draco smirked at his wife.

Before Lucius could say something to ruin the mood, Harry's eyes caught on a familiar figure.

"Remmy." Harry walked to his 'uncle'. "I can't believe you're here." He hugged the older wizard tightly not really caring that his uncle would absolutely feel the bulge on his usually skinny body.

"What? I can't be here on my favourite boy's graduation?" He playfully tousled his hair.

"I'm not a boy." Harry glared but decided to dismiss it. He was happy tonight and nothing could ruin his mood.

The night went on a slur for him. He sat beside his best friends while Draco sat in front of him. Remus sat with the Weasleys at the parents' seats.

Harry didn't really catch what Professor Dumbledore was saying, he also ignoring Professor McGonagall's speech.

Draco and Hermione also had to give their speeches, and in Harry's opinion, theirs weren't as bad as the old professors.

After Dumbledore gave the last speech, he announced proudly that all of the seventh year students passed their NEWTs and therefore were now of age wizards and witches, the students and their parents were dismissed to have fun in the party.

They could have it all night long if they wish since it was Monday, and the younger students, first years to sixth years, were at their respective dorms.

~Ö~

Sirius was standing very closed to Severus. He was hiding under Harry's Invisibility Cloak, which he had insisted on lending to him. Harry really wanted Sirius to be there on the important day in his life.

Looking around, Sirius caught a glimpse of Blaise talking to Neville. Harry and Draco was nowhere to be seen, though he thought he saw someone who looked suspiciously like his best friend, Remus.

'Maybe I have to tell Severus.' Sirius thought to himself. 'It's his graduation night. I might not see him again. This will be my last change."

Sirius was fidgeting again. "But Sev might hate me because I hid it from him all this time. And I have to tell Harry. But Harry might not like it because he didn't really like Sev. And my baby might have died. Oh, SHUT UP, I probably have gone crazy now.' He felt like screaming now.

"Severus."

Sirius turned around when he heard someone call his lover.

"Quinn." Severus nodded a little. "Morgana."

Sirius studied the couple uninterestedly. They were an old couple, probably McGonagall's age. They looked too old to have a kid that graduated tonight.

'Probably some grandparents.' Sirius thought before his eyes darted back to Blaise. The boy looked at Severus and talked to Neville. Sirius wondered what they were talking about when he saw Neville shake his head violently but then slowly nod.

"Long time not see you, Severus."

Severus nodded his head. "I heard that you've been busy."

"Well, thank you for taking care of our son." The older witch smiled.

'Son?' Sirius studied the old witch with renewed interest.

"I didn't do anything much." Severus shrugged his shoulder.

Sirius looked back at Blaise when he held Neville's hand and walked in their direction.

"Mother," Blaise smiled happily. "I want you to meet Neville."

The witch looked back and smiled to the boys.

Sirius could feel himself tremble. 'NO way. She was too old to be his mother. Maybe he was adopted.' Sirius held Severus' hand for support. He was glad when Severus just held his hand. 'Maybe I should tell Sev. He could be my Shane. Our baby.'

Sirius spent the night watching Blaise, looking for himself and Severus in him. He could feel Severus' worrid glances towards him, even when he couldn't see him.

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