Title: Red Strings of Fate

Summary: Instead of meeting with Dumbledore when Voldemort killed him, he meets Fate who grants him one wish. Harry only wishes to be where he is the happiest. So, why did he wake up with two husbands—and why is Snape calling Hermione…'love'? What the heck is going on in this world!? AU. Threesome! BZ/HP/DM.

Rating: Mature

Pairing (s): Blaise/Harry/Draco. Severus/Hermione. mentions Harry/Ginny. Theo/Ginny.

Warning (s): lemons. au. angst. non-canon. fluff. strong language. bottom!Draco. switching!Harry. top!Blaise. dirty talk. possessive!Harry. blood. violence. rimming.

Author's Note: Okay, guys, here's the Epi. I promised. I meant for it to be vague so the readers can take from it what they wanted. Just to remind everyone, this story was meant not for Harry to return to his own world but to be sent to a world where he feels the happiest and stay there. Aida (Fate) only gave him the option to return once she saw that Harry was have second thoughts. But his wish was always to be sent to a world that he would be the happiest. Just wanted to clear that up! Once again, thank you all for the kind reviews and support! Enjoy!

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"Invest in the human family. Invest in people.

Build a little community of those you love and who love you."

― Mitch Albom

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Chapter Twenty-Two: No Regrets.

Three years later…

Harry flicked on the small lamp on the dresser and just stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of his sweet, one and half year old son.

James Sirius Potter II, they had adopted the toddler a year after Scorpius entered their lives and they had all fell in love with the bright eyed, happy baby with his adorable freckles and red hair. Draco was adamant they had adopted a Weasley if it wasn't for the boy's bright green eyes.

He smiled down at the curled form of the toddler; it soothed him to see him - to reinforce his decision to stay in this world especially after a nightmare.

There were days in the last three year that the guilt of leaving his world physically debilitated him but those days had become fewer and fewer as the years went by. He was happy. Simple as that and though he did wonder what he condemned his old world to, he didn't regret his decision. He didn't regret choosing family, his friends, and his lovers.

And if that made him selfish, then, so be it.

"No, Teddy, we can't go inside." Harry snapped out of his thoughts and paused as he listened in on his godson and eldest son's muffled conversation behind the closed door.

"But, why not, Scorp?" He heard Teddy whine and he stifled a smile, those two were inseparable. One couldn't be found without the other.

"Because...Papa said we couldn't go see Jamie if we didn't have superfission. He's too little."

"But Scorpius, we'll be extra careful! I wanna see Uncle Harry, too!"

Harry stepped to the door, not wanting Jamie to be startled awake, he turned the knob and opened the door, smiling down at the two blond heads that greeted him, "What are you rascals up to?" Two small heads shot up to look at him and he put on his best stern look.

"Papa!"

"Uncle Harry!"

Harry chuckled, "Good morning, Teddy and baby boy."

Scorpius huffed at the nicknamed and crossed his arms in a scary imitation of his father, "I am not a baby, Papa. 'm five"

Even while he said that, he tapped his cheek, silently asking for a kiss and Harry shook his head in amusement; that was one thing that Scorpius had grown to love was affection such as kisses, hugs and cuddles as he grew more comfortable with them. Harry bent down and kissed him on the cheek.

"You'll always be my baby, Scorpy." Harry teased, lightly, and Teddy giggled, his hair changing from a platinum blond to jet black.

"Uncle Harry, Jamie can't sleep in on Christmas, y'know!"

"I was just about to wake him, Teddy bear." Harry soothed the little boy's worries.

"Papa!" Scorpius tugged at his pants, "Can we help?"

Harry nodded, leading them into the room where they ran over to the crib.

"Look, Teddy, it's my little brother!" Scorpius proclaimed in a voice so proud that it made Harry's heart melt.

Teddy frowned, "I want a little brother."

"But you have Uncle Remy and Siri."

"Daddy and Papa aren't little brothers!"

"Maybe, you should ask them for one," Scorpius advised, sincerely, and Harry covered his mouth to hide his amusement. "That's what I did, right, Papa?"

"You were a deciding factor, Scorpius." Harry agreed as he picks up James from his crib, the toddler's mouth twisting at the movement before he settled in Harry's arms. He moved to the changing table and carefully placed him there.

"Do you think that can work?" Teddy gasped out as he comes up to stand next to Harry. His eyes switch from blue to green, mimicking Harry's face perfectly.

"It can," Harry smiled down at Jamie as he opened his green eyes blearily. "Good morning, little one."

Jamie brightens at the sight of him giving him a gummy smile as Harry changed his diaper. "Mama!"

"No, Jamie," Scorpius chastised, trying to climb up the changing table. "That's Papa! Mama is Mama Tori!"

"You used to call your Father, Mummy." Harry reminded him, softly, with a fond smile.

Scorpius looked mortified at the memory, hiding his face in James' hair. "That was a long time ago, Papa!"

Harry chuckled as James coos, clutching at Scorpius' hair who winced when the toddler pulls at it.

"Uncle Harry," Teddy pulled at his pants before he said, "Uncle Dray said that he wants you to come down soon!"

"Then, we shouldn't keep him waiting, yeah?" Harry said, just as he pulled a red jumper over Jamie's head. "Okay, Jamie, all done."

He picked up the baby and settled him on his hip before he feels Scorpius' hands slipping into his left and Teddy already top toeing to open the door.

Harry smiled, his heart felt warm and content as he led the kids downstairs and walked into the living room where Draco was grumbling in a tangled mess of colored lights and tinsels. Harry bit his bottom lip to stop himself from laughing.

Draco looked up and glared at him, "Not a word, Potter."

Harry donned an innocent smile, "I wouldn't dare."

"Daddy, are you the Christmas tree this year?" Scorpius asked, tilting his head to the side, innocently.

"No, mini me, I'm not," Draco laughed, "It's a thankless job."

"Aw, don't be like that, love." Harry bent down to put James on the carpet and walked towards Draco, kneeling next to him. He whispered, "You would look sexy in Christmas lights."

"You kinky bastard," Draco retorted, bumping his shoulder against Harry's.

"Only for you," Harry said, brightly, pecking his lips. "I love you."

"Love you too. Happy Christmas."

"Happy Christmas, everyone!" A voice startled them apart as the Floo flared and someone walked out.

"Oh, the snow seems a bit frightful." James sings off tune, Harry grinned up at him just as Remus, Lily, and Sirius stepped out.

Draco groaned, "Tell me why again you taught your father such dreadful muggle Christmas songs."

"It seemed like a good idea at the time." Harry said, shrugging.

"Daddy, Papa!" Teddy exclaimed, flinging himself at Remus and Sirius.

"Hey, there kiddo," Sirius caught him midair and swung him around. "Had fun?"

"Yeah!" Teddy said, enthusiastically, before he looked at him seriously. "We need to talk."

Sirius chanced a glance at Remus who shrugged, clueless. "Talk about what?"

Teddy took in a deep breath, aware of his aunt and uncles stares before he looks at Scorpius who gives him a decisive nod. "I want a brother."

James chokes back a chuckle just as Remus pales.

"What was that, baby?" Remus choked out.

"I want a baby brother like Scorpy has." Teddy said, slowly, "I'm seven, I'm long overdue for a brother!"

"Er...well..." Sirius fumbled, unsure of what to say. Remus came up from behind him looking at his son with a strange expression.

"Who wants Christmas cookies?" Blaise intervened, coming from the kitchen with a tiny smirk.

Sirius sagged against Remus in relief as Teddy forgot what they were talking about and ran to Blaise along with Scorpius who held Jamie's hand.

"Thank you," Sirius mouthed to Blaise who rolled his eyes at him.

James laughed wholeheartedly before he began his Christmas carols up again much to Draco's chagrin.

"You saved Sirius' ass back there." Harry whispered to Blaise as he grabbed one of the colorful cookies.

"It was disgusting to watch him splutter so much." Blaise said, leaning forward to kiss him. "Happy Christmas."

"Happy Christmas."

"What the hell is Draco doing?" Blaise asked as he looked past him to where Draco is struggling with a tangle of lights. "Why isn't he using magic?"

"It's a dare between him and Hermione." Harry said, laughing. "Hermione told him he depended too much on magic and he said he could decorate the tree without magic. So far Hermione is winning."

"I can see that." Blaise said, smirking. He moved towards Draco and bent on one knee to offer Draco a cookie.

"Thank you, love. That's why you're my favorite husband." Draco said, loudly, looking past Blaise to glare at Harry.

Harry laughed, "I have no qualms with that babe, and Blaise is my favorite."

Draco gasped in mock hurt, "I'm your favorite!"

"Deck the halls with calls of parry, falalala -"

"Happy Christmas, baby." Harry turned to see his mother smiling at him warmly.

"Happy Christmas, mum." He said, pulling her in for a hug, happily.

"Your father is in the Christmas mood as well," Lily said, rolling her eyes in amusement.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a bit Christmassy, too." Harry said, smiling.

"I'm glad, baby," Lily said softly, stroking his cheek. "You're already twenty-three with a career, two kids and two husbands." Lily laughs, tears forming in her eyes. "You've grown so much. I'm so proud of you."

"Aw, mum, don't cry." Harry pulled her in, again, burying his face in her red hair that reminded him of warmth and home and love. "I love you."

"I love you too, Harry."

"Oh, silent night, the wizards are-a sleeping-"

"James, will you quit it already!" Lily pulled away to shout at her husband, "That isn't how it goes, anyways."

Harry shook his head, picking up Jamie as he crashed into his leg. "Mama!"

"Hello, baby, enjoying your Christmas?" Harry asked, nuzzling his cheek.

He sighed as the Floo flared again and Severus and Hermione stepped out with their arms full with presents.

"Look, Scorpius, Aunt Mione and Uncle Sevvie brought the presents!" Teddy announced, shooting to his feet.

"I would tell you to put them near the tree but..." Harry nodded towards the tangled mess that was Draco.

Hermione let out a laugh once she caught sight of him, "Oh, just admit defeat, Draco."

"Never!" Draco hissed.

"Go Daddy!" Scorpius cheered as he wrapped his arms around Blaise's leg.

"Dada!" Jamie repeated, happily.

Harry laughed just as he heard a sharp pop and Luna appeared a cane in her right hand, along with her twins, Lorcan and Lysander. Harry gave her a bright smile before he moved forward to pull her in for a hug "Hello, Luna, great to see you."

"Hi, Uncle Harry," the twins said, simultaneously. For three years old, they were more mature than they seemed. Harry grinned as the twins pushed away a bit of blond hair from their eyes before they added, "Can we go play with Scorpius and Teddy?"

"Hello, Lorcan and Lysander, and, yes, you can."

"I'm glad you could come," Harry said, watching as the twins ran to where the children were gathered around Draco, cheering him on as he tried to finish the tree. "Rolf at another conference?"

"Even the Nargles over your head wouldn't keep me away." She smiled at him, airily. "And yes, he is."

"How is the leg?"

"It's bearable most days," Luna said, "I don't mind it."

"That's great to hear, Luna," Draco called out, "You wouldn't mind helping me, would you?"

"No outside help," Hermione shouted to him.

"This is getting a bit chaotic," Blaise muttered as he placed the plate of cookies on the coffee table. "You wouldn't mind going upstairs for some quiet, would you?"

"Very funny," Harry grinned as he wrapped his arms around his waist, "But I love it like this."

Blaise turned to him with a smirk, "You do?"

"Yeah," Harry pulls him in for a kiss, "It brings me joy."

"As much joy as it brings me to see Draco tangled in Christmas lights?" Blaise asked, smirking as he looked towards his other husband.

"Okay, my minions!" Draco shouted over the chatter as the children stood in a line in front of him. "Jamie, you take the blue lights that way and Scorpius, you pull out the whites while Lorc and Ly can get the green. Teddy, give me a cookie!"

Harry laughed, "Pretty much."

"But Daddy," Scorpius whined, tugging the white lights from Draco's body. "I want to cuddle and eat cookies!"

"I want to open presents!" Teddy said, as he ran to the coffee table to get Draco's cookie.

"Presents!" The twins shouted, happily.

"Not yet," Hermione said, "Not until Draco finishes the tree."

"You're horrible." Draco grumbled.

"Dada!" Jamie squealed, tugging at Draco's hair instead of the lights.

"After you pull the whites out, baby, we can cuddle," Draco said, patiently, "We need to show Aunt Mione that we can survive without magic right?"

"Yeah!" Scorpius said, enthusiastically, he dropped his lights to run to James' side. "I'll help Jamie!"

"Jamie, baby, let go of Daddy's hair," Draco said, wincing when Jamie pulls harshly at his hair. "It's not lights."

Jamie blinks up at him, confusedly, tugging at his hair. "Lights?"

"No, it's not lights!" Draco groaned as there was another tug at his hair and he flopped to his side, dramatically, "Jamie, you're fired."

Scorpius gasped, horrified. "Daddy, that's mean! You can't fire Jamie!" Scorpius jumped on Draco, causing the man to grunt before he looked at him with wide, blue eyes, "Can I have my cuddle, now?"

"Ugh, with all these lights on me?" Draco asked, a smile on his face as Scorpius shrugged before he crawled under his arms and tangled himself in the lights to get to Draco. "I like cuddling with you, Daddy."

"This tree will never be finished at this rate," Hermione said, laughing along with Lily as they watched the kids climbed onto Draco.

"This is truly embarrassing." Severus said, sighing.

"I want to cuddle!" Teddy exclaimed, jumping into the pile of Draco, Scorpius and lights.

"Cuddles! Cuddles!" The twins chanted.

"Silent night, holy bright, all is calm and all is light," James and Sirius began a solemn tune, swaying hand in hand near the fireplace.

"Honestly," Lily muttered, rolling her eyes.

"You are all fired!" Draco wheezed as Lysander and Lorcan jumped on him as well. James giggled before he joined the pile of screaming and laughing children.

"O, holy night, Lily was sleeping and I -"

"Enough with the carols!" Draco groaned in pain as Scorpius accidentally pressed his heel into his ribs.

Scorpius grinned up at him and said, "This is the best Christmas ever, Daddy."

Draco looked down at him, as James tied lights to his hair. "You always say that, mini me, but I'm glad you think so. It's a disaster, to be honest."

"It's a traditional disaster, Draco." Harry smiled, pulling Blaise along as he made his way to Draco, "And you love it."

"I'll love it more if you get down here." Draco said as he pulled at his pants, roughly, causing him to fall on top of him and the children. Harry laughed before Draco is pushing up to capture his lips in a kiss.

"Kisses for Papa!" Scorpius exclaimed, happily, before he planted a kiss on Harry's cheek.

"Kissy!" Jamie cheered, happily before he dropped his own wet kiss on Harry's scar.

He savored the moment as the rest of the children reach for him to land kisses on his cheek and forehead. It was everything he could wish for - his father's and Sirius' singing was awful and the children giggled, incessantly, under him as he kissed Draco while the loud chatter of his friends and family filled the air.

And even if the tree fell when Blaise joined the cuddle, it was perfect.

It was Fate.

Fin