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Chapter Seventeen Surprise Party

Draco carefully lifted his body, not wanting to waken up Harry. He was lifting up the duvet when the sharp tone stopped him.

"Leaving me again, Draco?" Harry asked bitterly. He bit on his crackers, ignoring the crumbs that felt onto their bed.

"What are you doing so early, Harry?" Draco offered his smile.

"Eating. Hungry." Harry answered in curt. Harry decided to act like a betrayed little wife he believed he was, pay no heed to the mess he made.

His seducing last night had been a little futile. He wore his translucent robe and practically offered Draco his body. But Draco was acting like a gentleman last night said that Harry needed his rest and didn't want to force him. Draco also said that he was tired and was asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

'Wonder what or who made him worn out.' Harry thought angrily.

"Do you want to have something else?" Draco grabbed his robe. "I'll get you breakfast in bed."

"Runaway from me?" Harry held his sob.

Draco cringed inwardly.

"You know that I have responsibility in father's company, don't you?" Draco walked to Harry's side and hugged him. Or tried to since Harry pushed him away. "Can't have the others complaining that I had it easy because I'm my daddy's boy, right."

Harry looked at him speculatively. "But… you always leave in the morning and back when it's my bed time. I haven't seen you for days." Harry whined. "I missed you, Draco."

"I miss you, too, baby." Draco rubbed Harry's back. "Do you know that mother is planning your birthday party?"

"Really?" Harry arched an eyebrow.

"Yes, it's just for the family, including Severus and Sirius. It's supposed to be a surprise so don't tell her that I've told you. We don't want to disappoint her, do we?"

"I'll pretend to be surprise." Harry looked into Draco's eyes.

"I'll try to finish my job so I can be home whole day on your birthday." Draco kissed Harry's nose.

"But it still weeks from today."

"Ten days." Draco smiled. "I count every day to be able with you."

Harry bit his lips. Draco was doing this all for him. He couldn't be so selfish and put more burdens on him.

"Promise?"

"Promise." Draco kissed him once again before he left him.

Draco felt guilty for leaving Harry. When they graduated, Harry was so happy to live with him, though that meant he had to live under the same roof as his father.

For the first week, he never left Harry's side. Mostly they spent the day in his room, or walking in the garden.

Then, his mother took them to London to buy Harry some more clothes, he sure need maternity robe now that he had shown. Draco smiled when he remember one of those days.

Harry was disguising as a woman. Though he was pouting through the shopping, Draco could tell that Harry was happy. They even buy babies' needs.

Draco couldn't stop smiling when he remembered how happy Harry was. He could tell that he missed his friends since he didn't allow to owl them, nor to fire call them.

Draco wanted to make him happy.

Hermione told him that Harry never had a birthday party before so he proclaimed that it was his responsibility as Harry's husband to make a memorable birthday party. He would make Harry happy.

Draco knew that to make Harry's birthday a success, he would have to invite Harry's friends. He didn't like them, yes he could tolerate them but no he didn't like them. The problem was Harry like them, so he would have to invite them.

Now, the real problem was to ensure that the floo would be secure. Apparition was out of question since there were wards around his house, and it couldn't be put down for their safety.

He wanted to give Harry his birthday so he decided to do all the job. He even made story about working on his father company to support his family. Harry was too naïve to realise that he, the Heir of the Malfoy, never had to work to support his family ever. He was the richest young man his age.

He spent his time at his father's office to sort his potential guests that would make Harry happy and so far he had a very strict list on their guess. Including Granger and partner (that meant Weasley), Blaise and Neville (still couldn't be sure if they were in some sort of relationship), Severus and partner. Draco smirked, wonder when the latter would announce their relation.

Now he had to invite them personally and then make sure they had the secure line. 'Damn. This is tiring.' Draco leaned onto his chair and his mind wandered to last night. The moment he saw Harry, he was ready to pounce on him.

Harry looked at the grand manor which had been his home since his graduation. The best part was, of course, he didn't have to see his muggle relatives ever, unless he wanted to. And he doubted his husband would ever let him.

Draco had gone so far as to forbid him leaving their room without Draco. But that was too much. 'It's not that I can runaway from here.' Harry pouted.

Lived at Malfoy Manor was not really bad actually. The first week at his stayed was like a dream. Draco had been very attentive oh his needs, Narcissa had bought him new wardrobe. Even Lucius took it as his duty to show him around. When the Malfoys had bought him his baby's needs, Harry happily choosing a room and decorated it, with the help of his baby, of course.

The Malfoys had a tennis court, elite life style, no doubt. Severus would take Sirius to visit him every weekend. Then Sirius and Narcissa would accompany him watching Draco played against his father or godfather. Or both.

But it was really boring without someone to accompany him in such a large place. Lucius was no doubt at his office, not that Harry was desperate for his companionship. Narcissa was nowhere to be seen either, probably went to see her friends.

"Everybody has things to do and friends to see and I'm stuck here alone." Harry stomped his foot. He went back to his room and get ready. He was going to see his friends, no matter what.

Sirius was laying on the sofa in the living room. He was enjoying his morning as Severus was working in his lab.

When they were staying at Hogwarts, Severus had full schedule of teaching from morning till lunch, sometime even in the evening. Though lonely, Sirius had time to rest for recovering his weak body, so he was well enough when Severus saw him.

Now, since Severus had his time free, he had more opportunity to observe Sirius and realised that his lover needed rest now and then.

Sirius raised his head when he heard someone approaching. He cringed inwardly when he saw the frown in Severus' face. Severus did it very often lately, whenever he saw him laying, blaming him for hiding his weak body and blaming himself for not seeing it before.

Severus sat on the couch and gently laying Sirius' head on his lap. He put enough pressure so Sirius couldn't lift his head.

"You need your rest." He told him calmly.

"I'm not that weak." Sirius protested.

"I know, but I preferred you healthy."

"This is why I didn't want you to know," Sirius pouted. "I know you'll treat me like a sick person."

"Well, you are not well." Severus smirked. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't make you tired."

"Hm." Sirius decided to stop, this arguing just brought them to the same point like yesterday, or the day before or the other day before, again and again.

"I promise you I'll let you know when I feel tired and I need my sleep." Sirius smiled. He slowly raised and crawled to Severus' lap. "Though I like the way you made me tired." Sirius smiled seductively.

"I'm sure like to make you tired." Severus couldn't think straight now that Sirius was moving against his crotch.

They were kissing slowly and gently when they heard someone flooed through their fireplace. Severus had made sure that only someone from Malfoy manor could floo here and the other way around. They stopped when they heard an almost hysterical screaming.

"AAAAAAAAAA WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU' RE DOING TO MY GODFATHER." Harry screamed. "IN WEASLEYS' PLACE AS WELL. HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?"

Sirius was surprised to see Harry was there. His first instinct was to run to Harry and sat as far away from Severus, just to calm him down.

"Have you finished?" Severus glared, his hands wrapped around Sirius, refused to let him go. He might not as rich as the Malfoys but he was far richer than the Weasley, sure an idiot could see that.

Harry looked around, he wasn't in the Burrow. "What… but I…"

"Well, you are sure had more patients that I gave you credit for before you runaway." Severus drawled; he refused to let Sirius go.

"What do you mean?" Harry frowned.

"It had been set that you can only floo here from Malfoy's place and you can only floo there from here." Severus smirked. "It will be a lot easier to track you."

"WHAT?" Harry's eyes widened.

"They worry, Harry." Sirius told him.

As Sirius talked to him, the situation was back to Harry. He put his hand on his hips. "What did you do you my godfather?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Severus nonchalantly kissed Sirius in the mouth.

Sirius returned the kiss, felling grateful that Harry had come earlier, when he and Severus still had their clothes on. He really didn't need the humiliation on how his godson found his relation with Severus.

"Arg… stop… stop." Harry walked to them and literally tried to force them apart.

Sirius decided that he better sat away from Severus before Harry threw another tantrum.

"Why him, Sirius?" Harry looked so sad it was funny.

"You mean why not Lupin?" Severus growled.

"I can ask you the same. Why Draco?" Sirius smiled.

"If you by any chance had forgotten, I am married to him. I have no choice."

"But that didn't make you love him less, right?" Sirius pulled Harry to sit next to him.

Harry nodded.

"That goes the same to me and Severus."

"Why not Remmy?" Harry whined.

Severus snorted. He asked the same questions to himself hundredth times before. As before, that particular question only droved him mad with jealousy.

"Why not Ron?" Sirius chuckled.

"Are you crazy, Ron is like a brother to me. Not to mention he is straight and only has eyes on Hermione."

"Remus is like a brother to me, too. I never really think what his sexual preference is but he never flirts with me. I guess to him I'm just his brother too."

The answer, though not satisfy Harry was good enough for Severus. He put his hand around Sirius' waist and easily pulled him to sit next to him.

"I always want to thank you for the pyjama you bought us, Harry." Severus spoke silkily. "Sirius really looks great in it."

Harry glared at him. "You two got together because I bought you that think?"

"You can say that." Severus nodded, he remembered those nights when Sirius never leave his bed.

"See, I know what I'm doing." Harry smiled smugly.

Sirius smiled at how easy Harry's mood changed. 'Even I wasn't that bad. Nah, stop that thought, I will only depress you.' Sirius reminded himself.

Harry studied Sirius and Severus closely. "But how it happened? I thought you two hate each other."

Sirius looked at his lover, asking for permission to tell Harry. He smiled when Severus nodded his head.

"Whoever said that we hate each other?" Sirius hid his smile.

"Remmy told me that you almost killed him." Harry glanced at his former professor.

"Well, I was being stupid." Sirius blushed. "I just want him to notice me and I thought I had ruined any little chance I got." Sirius had a dreamy smile on his face. "But Severus had been very kind, he took my apologize, he didn't even revenge."

"Actually, it was my revenge." Severus smirked.

"What?" Harry frowned.

"I play nice to you, seduce you even, to make you fall for me and then leave you." Severus noticed Sirius' face paler.

"Was that why you leave me?" Sirius couldn't hide the hurt and betrayed from his eyes.

"No, it would be Potter's fault." Severus tightened his hold on Sirius shoulder. "I thought I could make you fall for me and then leave you. But you'd changed me. I love you even more everyday."

"Oh, that's sweet." Harry grinned as he saw his godfather blushed. "But why you left him. You weren't there when Sirius was arrested." Harry turned his blaming eyes on the Slytherin.

"I saw your father hugged him and I thought he cheated on him." Severus glared at pregnant man.

"That's stupid. You should trust Sirius." Harry thought before he added. "Though Sirius had the right to think that way if he saw you hugged other bloke."

"What?" Severus was amused. "Something happen between you and Draco?"

"We're talking about you and Sirius here." Harry pouted. "Aaaaaargh, you just ruin my chance to be a matchmaker."

The older men watched Harry with amusement. The same lines went through their mind. 'The only objection now is he lost his chance to be a matchmaker? Really, but it could be worst. Much worst.'

"Are you two married?" Harry scrutinized.

"No." Sirius answered hesitantly.

"Not married? But you two live together." Harry stood up again. "And you two are supposed to set example for me."

"Well, since you are married, I don't see why we should worry that you would follow our example." Severus answered with a little irritation.

"Speaking about worried, you aren't supposed to leave the manor, Harry." Sirius gently reprimanded him.

Harry pouted. "They worried? They left me alone. But I know when I'm not wanted. I'm leaving."

"Harry?" Severus growled. "Where are you going to?"

"I know my way home." Harry took a pinch of the powder and loudly spoke, "The burrow."

"I know it." Sirius stood up, intended to follow his godson.

Sighing, Severus followed his lover. "Great, even after his graduation, Harry Potter still give me trouble."

Sirius chuckled; he kissed the unhappy Potion Master before disappeared.

Harry was frustrated when he was back at the Manor. He knew this would happen, of course, but he couldn't push out the disappointment to be alone again.

"Where have you been?" Draco's cold voice pulled him from his thought.

Harry gulped. He's not quite alone but the look on his husband's face made him wish he were alone.

"You know where I've been?" Harry hissed. "I can't believe you have it set to Severus' place only."

"Clever move, you see?" Lucius spoke as he escorted his wife.

From his behind Harry could hear two people just came through from the fireplace. "I hate you." Harry said weakly to the stunt Draco.

"You don't mean it." Draco's voice wavered a little.

"I do. You leave me, here, alone, everyday. I can't go see my friends, I can't even owl them. And you, you're doing a good job ignoring me." Harry didn't realise the salty drops on his pale face.

"Harry…" Draco walked to the upset the soon mother-to-be but Harry brushed his hand, wanting Draco to stay away from him.

"You don't want to touch me last night and the night before. I don't think I want you to touch me now." Harry spoke tiredly.

"I'm sorry, love." Draco whispered. "I promise you I won't leave you again. Starting from now."

Harry looked at Draco, and studied his solemn face carefully.

Draco had visited Hermione this morning and invited her for Harry's birthday, and since Hermione was willing to help, she insisted that she would contact the Ron and Neville. Draco gladly accepted it; he wasn't really thrilled about meeting the other Gryffindors. After he told her that she would be further informed about the safest route, Draco saying his polite goodbye and went home only to find that Harry wasn't at home.

Draco was about to pick him up at his godfather's when Harry walked through the fireplace.

"Do you swear?" Harry asked him.

"I do." Draco would just ask his father to take care of the floo systems. He decided that he had done enough, to make Harry felt miserable.

"Good." Harry lifted his hand to wipe his tears. "But you still have to be punished."

The elder wizards and witch, seeing that it was save to join in, took the seat with their respected partner.

"Punished?" Draco narrowed his eyes; he really didn't like how it sounded.

"Yes." Harry nodded, he lifted his eyes to see his husband from the corner of his eyes. "I wouldn't let you know the gender of our baby."

"I already know that we would have Leon in four months." Draco smiled, he liked this Harry more.

"Really," Harry smirked. "We could have Leonora here." He gently rubbed his stomach. Harry lifted his head and met his Godfather's eyes. "But Harry will tell his godfather if his godfather promise that he will not tell Severus."

Sirius turned to look at his lover. He hated to hide it from Severus, he knew he had enough secrets to last his life time.

Severus smirked. "Go ahead. It's not like I'm interested." His words earned glares from the Malfoys.

Sirius bent his head so that Harry could whisper to him.

"Really, Harry?" Sirius looked at his godson. 'No wonder he looks like me when I was in my seventh month.' "That's wonderful."

Harry grinned smugly until he saw the look at Narcissa's face. "Well, Harry will let Sirius to tell mother-in-law if only mother promise not to tell her husband and her son."

"Hei." Lucius frowned. "I understand if you do that to Draco but… why me."

Harry pouted. "You set the floo." Harry leaned on his chair. "Ow, I always wonder when he starts kicking."

Draco smirked; he knew he had a son. His smirked gone with Harry's next word.

"But now I wish she would give me some rest." Harry rubbed his stomach.

"That's a good one, Harry." Sirius laughed. "They finally rub on you."

Harry smiled happily, Draco had fulfilled his promise and now he never left Harry's side. Well, never unless he knew that Harry wouldn't be alone. Sometime Narcissa or Sirius would come and kept Harry's company.

This morning Draco had woke him with little kisses on his face.

"Wake up, babe."

"Hmm." Harry had used to the late waking up, with Draco by his side. They not always made love, but the closeness was enough for Harry. The sexual frustration was finally fulfilled, making him felt loved. "Can't we sleep more?"

"It's the day. I promised mother we'll wake up earlier today. Severus and Sirius are coming for lunch, remember?"

"Errgh, okay." Harry opened his eyes and notice that Draco had already dress. He then slowly hauled his body up. If five and half months gave his so much uncomfortable, he could only imagine how it would be on his ninth month.

They went hand in hand to the dining room. Harry smiled when he saw his family, Lucius and Narcissa wearing their best robe, Severus smiled back at him, well at least he tried to. Sirius looked so handsome, must be Severus bought him new robe, Harry thought.

"Happy birthday, dear." Narcissa smiled at him.

"Thank you, Mother." Harry blushed. Narcissa had asked him to call her 'mother', and this was the first time the word was spoken naturally.

"Come sit," Narcissa smiled even warmer. "I know this is not the birthday party you would wish to have. If you were at school right now you could have your friends with you."

"I'm with my family that's matter most." Harry grinned.

"Let's have lunch first, and then you can open your presents." Lucius snapped his fingers and the food appeared.

"What presents?" Harry looked confused.

"You don't really think we would display those at the table, do you?" Severus smirked at Harry's blushing face, telling him that he actually expect it.

Harry eagerly finished his lunch, complained every now and then when he was full but the food not even half finished.

"Come on, love, you can wait a little longer to open the presents." Draco smiled lovingly.

Harry pouted but finished his lunch. He looked at his godfather and wondered why Sirius was so quiet.

Draco then led them to the spacious family room where the table was loaded with wrapped boxes on various sizes.

Harry squealed happily. "That's all for me?" Even his Christmas presents didn't make half of the mounted presents.

"Yes." Narcissa laughed. "But before you open them," another table appeared, completed with cakes and the eighteen candles. "Make a wish, darling."

Harry happily walked to the table. He never had a birthday cake before and he never saw the one as big as his. He thought about his wishes. "Draco?" Harry pondered. "If I made two wishes, what wish do you think will come true?"

"This is your birthday, Harry, I think you has the privilege to have two wishes." Draco smiled. Their guardians nodded their heads, agreeing with Draco's logic.

Harry closed his eyes, 'I wish my babies are alright. I wish Sirius can be as happy as me.' Harry blew the candles.

Narcissa helped him with the candles before she handed Harry the knife. Harry gave the first cut to Sirius. The next goes to Draco, and then Narcissa. Harry faced a big problem as who would get the next cut. So he just put it in two plates and gave it to Lucius and Severus.

"You can open your presents, Harry." Draco wiped Harry's mouth after he had finished his piece of cake.

"Thank you." Harry carefully opened them one by one. He didn't really care what he get, he just happy that someone care enough about him to buy him something.

Draco shook his head. Harry looked like a child who got his Christmas' wished granted. As he walked to Harry, Draco helped him collect the opened presents. Mostly were clothes, accessory, shoes, games and jewellery. Then Draco noticed that Harry just showed him two pairs of baby shoes, pink and blue.

"Ah, that's from me." Narcissa winked at Harry.

"Thank you, Mother." Harry winked back.

"Hm?" Draco was confused; they wouldn't need two for their baby.

"These are for our babies." Harry smiled.

"So we do have Leon, after all." Draco whispered before he kissed Harry.

"Hm." Harry nodded dreamily. "We needed new name for the girl."

"This is wonderful." Draco hugged Harry. "Thank you love, you've made me the happiest man alive."

Harry giggled. "My pleasure, Mr. Malfoy."

The chatter in the room stopped as the elders watched the couple. Lucius smiled fondly at his chosen in-law. "Now, Harry, I hope you and the babies well."

"Thank you, Sir." Harry smiled back.

"I want you to realise how it's important for you to stay at home. It's safer for you." Lucius stopped when Harry's happy smile faltered. "But I trust Severus, so until the school starts again and he has to leave to Hogwarts, you may visit him and your godfather. Just promise me you won't leave his place."

"Yes, Sir." The smile was back again.

Sirius laid his back on Severus' shoulder. He was content to see Harry's happiness. He smiled as Harry continued to open the rest of his presents.

Severus stole a glance at his lover and saw Sirius' smile. He missed that smile. Now that he had Sirius in his arm, he vowed that he would never let him go ever.

"Tired?" Severus whispered as he heard Sirius sighed. "I'm sure Lucius wouldn't mind if you want to rest in one of his spare room."

"No, I'm fine." Sirius smiled assuringly. He saw the longing look on Severus' face. Deep inside he felt the same longing; he wished he could give Severus a baby. A son or a daughter would be nice. He knew he shouldn't keep on dwelling on his lost son if he wished to have his peace of mind and happiness with Severus. Sirius wondered if he were healthy enough to carry a baby.

"Now now, Severus." Harry said as he put on his new ring and admiring, "Be good and stop debauching my godfather."

"You're the one speaking," Severus smirked, flattering the blush on Sirius' face, "you're the pregnant one here."

"I'm a married man." Harry drawled. "I can't say the same about Sirius. Beside I'm proud to be one." Harry smiled. That earned him a long, hot kiss in his mouth.

The whole presents opening took their afternoon, and when the last present was opened and showed to their guardian, and with Harry's permission his presents were all sent to his and Draco's room, the fireplace was alarmed and then came their first guest.

"Remmy?" Harry shouted. He walked to his uncle and hugged him.

"Happy birthday, Harry." Remus Lupin smiled widely.

"But how?" Harry turned to look at the smugly Draco and Lucius, smiling Narcissa and Sirius, and… frowning Severus?

"Well, Draco here invites me for your party." Remus smiled while he handed him his present.

"What party?" Harry looked flabbergasted.

"Well, Harry love, those time when I left you alone I was preparing for you birthday party. Of course, it wouldn't happen without father's help."

"But you told me that mother only have lunch party for me." Harry blushed.

Draco didn't have the chance to answer since Hermione and then Ron floo-ed in.

"Harry." Hermione smiled widely, she went to his still friend and gave him a hug. "Happy birthday, this is from me and Ron." She put the neatly wrapped present on top of the present from Remus.

"Happy birthday, Harry." Ron smiled.

Sirius smiled, he walked to Harry and helped him put the present on the full table.

"Draco?" Harry had the unbelievable look on his eyes.

"Yes, love?"

"I love you." Harry said dazedly.

Draco walked to Harry and hugged him, "I love you too."

"Thank you for inviting them."

"Come on, I know you miss them." Draco wiped the tear. "I want you to be happy."

"I am." Harry smiled before he turned to his friends. "I really miss you guys."

"We miss you too." Hermione smiled.

"Can you believe how many people I met asked me why I didn't come with you to China?" Ron chuckled.

The Malfoys had spread the rumour that in order to defeat the Dark Lord, Harry had gone to China to learn east magic.

"How are you feeling Harry?" Hermione looked concern.

"Well, at least I still can see my feet." Harry smiled, knowing that Hermione's question had nothing to do with his happiness that showing on his face.

"Why so happy about it?" Hermione raised her eyebrow.

"They are the only part of my body that's the most attractive now." Harry sighed.

"To me you are the most attractive man ever alive, Harry." Draco purred on Harry's ear.

Harry laughed.

"Harry?"

Harry turned around and met the identical shock faces of Blaise and Neville.

"Hello guys." Harry smiled.

"You…" Blaise looked at Harry's middle abdomen and back to his face. "You…"

"Five months and a half." Draco smiled proudly.

Blaise glared. "You could have told me."

"And stop you from acting like an idiot?" Draco smirked. He gently took Harry to their new guest. "Meet my wife."

"Wife?" Neville blushed.

"Well, he is the mommy." Draco played with Harry's swelling stomach.

"Congratulation, Harry." Blaise smiled.

Harry smiled back. "How can you come together?"

"Well, Draco here thought that it would be safer with lest connection so Neville floo to my house and then we floo together here." Blaise explained.

"Mrs. Zabini insisted that we had tea before we left, that's why we're a little late." Neville smiled hesitantly.

"Actually my father thought about it. Weasley and Granger took it from the Ministry in fact, and Lupin took it from Hogswart." Draco wondered how easy it was for Gryffindors to blush but brush off the thought since he enjoyed seeing one on Harry.

"Oh." Realisation down on Harry of how many trouble Draco had gone through.

"Now that everyone is here it's time for the party." Narcissa waved her hand and then the music was played in the room. There was a table full of drinks and food but still the room was enough for all of them to dance and not run into each other.

"Everyone?" Harry turned around on Draco's arm, "why didn't you invite Fred and George and Pansy."

Draco narrowed his eye at the mention of Fred's name.

"George and Pansy are dating." Ron explained to him. "And with Remus here, Fred was left alone at their shop."

"Oh." Harry nodded.

"Want to dance?" Draco asked Harry.

Soon other pairs followed, leaving Remus, Neville and Blaise sitting on the couch.

"Draco," Harry whispered. "I think I need to sit."

Draco nodded and escorted him to the couch.

"Neville, not dancing?" Harry grinned at him and Blaise.

Neville blushed. "Harry, whom Professor Snape is dancing with?"

"Sirius Black, my godfather."

"Oh."

"He's innocent." Harry added.

"I know." Neville nodded. "He looks nice."

"You mean handsome." Remus chuckled.

"Remus you know that Sirius and Severus are seeing each other." Harry mockingly scolded him.

Remus shrugged. "Doesn't mean I can't see him."

"He's mine, Lupin." Severus showed up all of a sudden. "Touch him once and I'll swear you'll wish you never been born."

"Ow, Severus," Remus laughed. "Possessive, aren't you?"

"And jealous." Harry smirked. "Draco, why don't you ask Neville to dance?"

"Neville?" Draco lifted his eyebrow.

"Well if you prefer to dance with Blaise or Remmy." Harry shrugged his shoulder.

Blaise glared at Draco for asking Neville to dance and then glared at Neville for agreeing.

"You look good, Siri." Remus smiled, much to Severus' annoyance.

"Thanks, you didn't look bad yourself." Sirius smiled.

"Lupin, can we have a word?" Severus glared at the werewolf.

"Not asking me to dance, aren't you?" Remus raised one eyebrow.

"Now." Severus sent the death glare.

The irritated in his former professor's tone brought Blaise attention to Harry's godfather.

"Be nice." Sirius told him as Severus pushed him to sit between Harry and Blaise.

"Do you think they would be alright?" Harry asked him.

"Do you worry?" Sirius smiled.

"Not really."

"Severus is a nice person. Nothing would happen." His words made the younger wizards to look at him strangely.

Harry looked at Blaise and Sirius. "Why don't you go dance."

"I don't want to leave you." Sirius refused gently.

"Nah, I don't mind sitting. My legs too tired." Harry grinned. "Beside, I want to you to have some fun."

Sirius smiled and took Blaise's offered hand. Sirius let Blaise led and they danced in silent until Sirius decided he needed to talk, to hear the voice of the boy he suspected as his son.

"Why didn't you ask him dance?"

"Hm?" Blaise shyly turned his attention to his dancing partner. "I don't know. I guess I'm afraid he would refuse me."

"He is dancing with Draco." Sirius pointed it out. "How come he refuses you?"

"He thought I love Harry." Blaise was confused why he told Harry's godfather this but he felt better talking to this stranger.

"Do you love him?" Sirius smiled.

"I don't know." Blaise blushed. "Maybe."

"I don't mean that you should ask him to marry you but still I think you have to ask him at for the dance." Sirius smiled. "It might be you last chance."

"Do you think so?" Blaise had a little frown in his face. "I'm not sure I can, I mean how should I do it?"

Sirius nodded. He wanted to give more encouragement but he bumped into someone behind him. "Sorry I…"

"I believe this dance is mine." Severus looked coldly at Blaise.

"Well, this is a good example." Sirius chuckled.

"You looked happy to be with him." Severus' face didn't betray his feeling.

"Jealous?" Sirius grinned.

"He's Harry's age; he could be your son." Severus didn't find it funny but he regretted when the sad look returned on Sirius' face.

"I know." Sirius whispered. "I wish I'd done things differently you know. I know you'd be a great father."

"Shhh, the fault is on me. I should trust you more." Severus kissed the top of Sirius' head.

"You should." Sirius tried to smile. "So what did you say to Remus?"

"I told him if he flirts with you, he might not get the right potion this month."

"That's not good." Sirius grinned.

"I must protect what I have." Severus held him tighter. "He told me he interested in red."

"I've told you that you have nothing to worry about."

"As I said, I should trust you more."

"You should." Sirius whispered weakly. 'Maybe you shouldn't, love, maybe you shouldn't.'

They danced in silence, enjoying each other company.

Harry smiled when Draco walked back to him.

"Can't be away from me, do you?" Harry smiled smugly.

"Not that I interested in him." Draco shrugged. Neville was not bad a person, and since his best friend wanted him, why should he stand in his way.

Harry smiled. He was satisfied just to watch people he cared.

"Remmy, you're not dancing?"

"Harry, you won't ask me to dance with him, will you?" Draco gave him a look. "Don't be offended, Sir, but I would rather spend my time with my love."

Remus laughed. "Don't worry about me, Harry, I'm enjoying my time here." Remus lifted his glass and his plate full of food. Remus was indeed enjoying his time, with good food and drink that made him relax; his mind went to a certain redhead that had captured his heart.

The rest of the night went as a blur to Harry. He had the happiest night of his life. And when it was time for his friends to leave, Harry was too tired he almost fell asleep. He hardly realised when Draco put him on bed and undressed him.

"Sweet dreams, love." Draco whispered before he too fell into deep slumber.

The Zabinis were having breakfast when the owl came and dropped a package on Blaise' lap.

"What is that, son?"

"From Draco." Blaise ripped open the package. "Wonder what it is."

It was the photos from Harry's birthday. His parents were good friends of the Malfoys. With Draco's permission, he had told them about Harry married to Draco and was now expecting baby. He gave it to his parents once he finished looking at them.

He was drinking his coffee when he realised that his parents didn't gave any comment. One look at them and he knew that something was very off.

"What is it, Father?"

Quinn looked at Morgana before he looked back at his son.

"Son, there's something that we have to tell you."

"It's about your parentage, Blaise, oh," Morgana sighed sadly. "We should have told you about him long ago."

Blaise looked at his parents and the picture, showing Harry and his godfather.

"He is my father?" Blaise raised an eyebrow. He knew he was adopted son, though he never knew who his real parents were.

"No, Blaise," Morgana whispered. "He's your mother."

Quinn threw his napkin. "Come on, we have to meet him."

"Why should I meet him?" Blaise looked angry, he remember when Sirius refused to dance with him. "He knew me but he said nothing. He even avoided me. I bet he never looking for me, he doesn't care. I don't need him."

"You are wrong, Blaise." Quinn and Morgana looked guilty. "He doesn't know you."

"We kidnap you."

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