Hey everyone! I am trying this out. This popped into my head and I haven't been able to let it go. Being busy with work this last year as made it where I haven't been able to keep stories I'm working on. I still have those, but have taken them down to look through them. I have some of this one built up and as long as I can, will be writing on it. This one is taking priority as I have missed writing and have been focusing on this one. I am trying the MPREG thing, so it will be in here. I also don't know how original this actually is, but haven't read anything myself on how it's done. I hope you like this chapter as it will help me decide to keep the story up. The more you give me on liking it, such as likes and reviews, I will keep at it, even through my hectic schedule. I will not have an update schedule though because of my job, but will try to keep it pretty steady.

DISCLAIMER: NOT JKR SO SHE OWNS THEM, I'M JUST PLAYING WITH THEM.

It was over, the one thing he knew was definite in his life. It was over, no more fighting. No more tears, no death. Who was Harry Potter now? Could he get to be normal? Could he dare to do things he always wanted without worry? He stood in the hall as he watched everyone hug their loved ones, mourning the losses they all had. Yes, they all had one. He watched as Remus was hugged by Sirius, who had faked his death with the help of Lucius Malfoy, of all people. Lucius, who had always known about Severus being a spy, had taken precautions to help Harry, when talk of Draco being made into a death eater by force started. As soon as that was known, the Malfoys apparently went to Dumbledore. That old fraud barely helped them. That kind of upset Harry and he didn't know why.

Why make a sixteen year old go through that without telling him his family was going to be alright anyway? Harry didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking and was kind of angry during his "black out" or whatever it was. Dumbledore didn't explain when it was told to him either. Harry smiled a bit when his godfather and his mate found him, standing over Tonks with Andromeda. They had told him just this morning that when it was over they wanted to talk privately with him, about what he didn't know. He turned his head when someone called his name and just barely had time to keep balance as red hair invaded his sight, Ginny. That was something he was going to have to do.

During their horcrux hunt, Harry never thought he'd find himself. Hermione helped, oh did she help. She pretty much called him on it one night after a dream he had involving Draco Malfoy of all people, after escaping the manor. Neither one had told Ron because of the promise he made to Ginny. Now, he had no clue what to do about that. He loved her, just not enough to be with her. She was like a sister, and figuring that out made him hopeful she may have felt the same during their year apart.

"I'm so happy you're not dead." she whispered.

He hugged her back and then pulled back a bit. "Gin, I…"

She shook her head. "Don't. I know what you're going to say. I feel the same Harry. During the last year, well...I was scared you guys weren't coming back. Neville helped with that."

He smiled and nodded, looking at his best friend's sister. "Good. Hermione helped me figure it out, Ginny. It's not you, it's girls in general."

He had whispered that part, hoping she got the meaning. He was trying not to be too loud because they were still in the Great Hall and the press would be even more up his ass if they heard their conversation. He watched her face as her brown eyes widened in realization. He just smiled, a small smile, and looked at her. She smiled back and nodded, not saying anything. She kissed his cheek and the smile that appeared when Neville walked up made telling her loads better. Harry pulled his friend into his arms and hugged him.

"Take care of her, Neville." He whispered in his friend's ear.

"Always." was whispered back before the two men pulled apart.

Harry nodded and then started to make his way to his own family. He wanted to give the Weasley's time to celebrate the fact Fred didn't die, not that it wasn't close. Pomfrey almost couldn't save him. He nods to the red heads, Hermione standing with them as he passes. When he gets to the two men that weren't blood, but may as well be, they both pulled him into their embrace. All three men started crying for the joy of having the others with them. Harry didn't know about Sirius until the battle when the three of them showed up and told Neville to alert the order. He squeezed Sirius and Sirius wrapped both arms around their cub, just happy to be there. Harry could feel himself break, finally able to breathe and let go of the pain, the stress of the last year.

"I love you too, pup. Rest today. Remus and I can wait till tomorrow." Harry heard whispered as a kiss touched the top of his head.

He pulled back and looked at them both. "I'm just so happy you both are here. Even if I can't have my parents, I have you guys."

Something passed in Remus' eyes, confusing him, but he knew they'd tell him tomorrow. He heard a cough and looked to see Minerva. The older woman pulled him into her arms, and he felt the tears on his head.

"So happy you're alive, Harry. I let Kingsley know about Draco."

Harry pulled back and looked at her. "What about his parents? Lucius helped hide Sirius, helped Severus. Narcissa lied to the bastard for me, telling him I was dead. They helped our side as much as their son."

A breath left her as she looked at the young man in front of her. "A son being forced to do his father's will is a lot more innocent apparently, Harry."

All three adults watched as determination found it's way to Harry's face. He moved and started walking away from them, looking for blond hair and the black man wanting to take them. He found the Malfoys, holding each other as the parents were having to tell their son everything would be alright. He watched for a moment, almost not wanting to interrupt them. His mind was made up when he saw two aurors with Kingsley walk over to them. They took Lucius and Narcissa and the look of sorrow marked the youngest Malfoy, that was enough for Harry.

"No."

The group looked at the man who had spoken. Harry didn't look at the Malfoys, just kept his eyes on Kingsley.

The black man looked at Harry, confusion in his eyes. "Harry, what they have…"

"No. Lucius saved Sirius, gave information to the order that even Severus didn't know. I have the memories to prove it. Severus gave them before...before he died. Narcissa saved my life in that forest just minutes ago. Draco saved us at the manor and practically gave me his wand, making it to where I could kill the son of a bitch in their house. They go free. I will fight the ministry if I have to, Kingsley."

The group all watched as Harry pulled tubes out of his pocket and gave it to the new minister.

"From Dumbledore and Severus. Explains everything from the night at the ministry to Dumbledore's death. I'm so mad at the old man right now. However, I now know why Severus told me where to find them. It was to keep this family together, something Dumbledore promised Lucius if he turned spy. I will not let that promise die."

Harry forced the tube into the older man's hand and then turned to Draco, holding out the wand in his hand. Neither said anything, and Harry watched as Draco took the wand. Draco nodded his head in thanks, thanks for everything was shown in his eyes. Harry just nodded and turned to head back to his own family. He did what was needed, he gave the proof that the Malfoys were innocent, now he just hoped Kingsley would take that. When he reached the small group he left to do that, they all smiled. He could see how proud the two marauders were for him, how they cared for him. Remus still had a different look, but Harry didn't really want to think on that. He wanted to get away and collapse. He was ready to go. He knew his godfather and the wolf knew what he wanted when they nodded to Minerva. He watched as Sirius whispered something then the two men met him halfway.

"Let's go home, cub." Remus whispered.

Harry just nodded, happy to be leaving. They were able to sneak out quietly and then as soon as they could, apparated to a cottage. Harry didn't know about it and so Sirius took him side along. He looked up at the dog and furrowed his brow.

"This is a cottage belonging to the Potter's. We figured since the order knew about my house, we would bring you here for privacy and rest."

He smiled and whispered a thanks as they walked in.

They let him know he could pick whichever room he wanted and so he walked down the narrow hallway. For being one of the last pureblood families in England, the cottage was smaller than Harry thought it would be. He shrugged a thought that maybe he wasn't as well off as the Malfoys, but he liked the homey feel he got from the place. He found a room that was a deep emerald color and walked in, right to the bed. He didn't even really look around and it was the first room he came to. Harry collapsed on the bed and let the day flow out of him. He felt his eyes close and deep grey invade him behind his lids as they closed for much needed sleep, not even taking off his shoes.

Harry shifted as a smell of something delicious invaded his senses. He blinked his eyes open and it took him a second to realize where he was. He sat up and found that someone had pulled his shoes off and pulled the comforter over him. He ran his hand over the green material, feeling the softness of it. He looked around and saw the light maple furniture that completed the green quite nicely. He liked this room. The floor was a darker wood, but he couldn't tell what kind it was, but it flowed to match the hallway. He got up and decided to figure out where the smell was. The sunlight was glistening in the room between ivory curtains that matched the accents of the rooms and Harry smiled. He pulled his glasses back on, finding them on the table next to him, and made his way out of the room. He retraced his steps and found Remus in the kitchen.

"Morning, cub."

"Morning, I didn't know I slept all night." Harry said softly as a plate was sat on the table for him.

Remus smiled, sitting across from him after leaving a warming charm on Sirius' plate.

"We all did. You needed it though. Sleep alright?"

Harry smiled around the bite in his mouth. "Yes. You?"

"I did, but I had someone with me. Not being with him for a year, but knowing he was alive was hard."

Harry nodded. He could understand that. He felt the same after hashing out things with Hermione. He didn't exactly know when he started to feel for the Slytherin he always fought with, but he knew nothing was going to come out of it. He didn't even know if the blond man was gay, so why obsess over it. They both continued to eat in silence and looked up when Sirius made his way into the room, sitting next to Remus. No man talked as they ate the rest of their meal. They did let Harry know they wanted to talk after he took a shower and that the room he picked should have clothes. Old clothes mind you, but clothes. Harry just nodded and then made his way back to the room he slept in.

He opened the closet and saw some denim. He pulled them out and smiled, "Bellbottoms." He chuckled a bit and found an old band shirt with the name of some band he didn't know. He then went to the dresser and found some socks, no shorts or any type of underwear, but he was fine with that. Sometimes he didn't wear it anyway, especially if these fit like they did on the guys from those old shows Petunia watched, he thought as he walked out to find the shower. He found it in the room next to his and sighed. He started the water and did his business before walking under the spray. The water felt so good after being used to cold water of whatever river they found while on the run. He didn't know how long he stayed in the water, but his hair was washed twice, his body three times. He could practically feel the dirt and grime wash away. Harry turned the water off and found a towel in the small cabinet above the toilet. Wrapping it around his waist, he swiped the condensation off the mirror and picked up his wand, wanting to get some of the stubble off his face. He smiled when he started to look like himself, well a cleaner Harry anyway. He finished drying off and pulled the jeans up before pulling the tee over his head.

"I look like a 70s hippie or something." He shook his head and then made his way out to find the men that wanted to speak with him.

He found both men sitting on the couch, their hair also wet from a shower. Harry just didn't care to know how they both got finished so fast. Remus gestured to the chair across from them and he sat down. The three sat in silence, two not knowing how to say what needed to be said. Harry watched as Sirius took Remus' hand and leaned a bit to whisper something. Remus turned his head and closed his eyes, letting the other man release the tension in his muscles. Harry watched, hoping he could find something like that one day. Someone who could just calm him with a touch, a smile, anything. Remus and Sirius looked back at Harry and the younger of the three waited patiently.

"Please just be quiet till I get this out. I thought James would be here to help with it and he's not. I don't really know how to start. Padfoot suggested our third year." Remus spoke softly.

Harry furrowed his brow, third year. What happened in their third year? He looked back at the men and saw them waiting for some sign to keep going. Harry nodded and Remus took in a breath and let it out.

"Second year was when they found out about me, my lycanthrophy. Third year was when my wolf hit puberty, I guess that's the easiest way to say it. I hit that twice, which sucks both times by the way. Anyways, I saw James and Sirius about three days before the train back to school. One night we were in James' room at this cottage, the one you picked actually. Well I bit both of them. Now, before you ask, it wasn't a full moon and we didn't understand it. Lily was already real close to us, even if we tell it differently. She figured me out second year as well, she just didn't know till seventh that the boys went with me every month. We sent her an owl asking her to meet us on the train and then dove into every book we had. That's how I knew I put the mating mark on both of them. What I, we, didn't understand was why I did it to both of them. You see, Sirius had told us that same night that he thought he liked boys and not girls. Something in me snapped, that's the best way to describe it and the bites just happened."

Remus paused and Harry sit back a bit to process it so far. He figured they were waiting to see if he had questions before continuing. He did, but knew they may get answered later. After a few moments, Harry nodded, letting Remus know to continue.

Remus nodded and felt Sirius squeeze his hand. "Lily came. She helped us read through some of the harder books. Hermione reminds me of her, actually. Anyway, Wolves tended to mate with one who could help them procreate. It's part of being in a pack, wanting family. What we didn't understand is why my wolf chose two men. Men can't have children, or so we thought."

Remus paused again and Harry was getting more confused. He sit back up and looked at the men in front of him. "Men can have kids? Is that really where this is going?" he asked.

They both nodded. "Lily found a book about the Potter's in the small library here. Your line has bearers in it. The line makes it so when a Potter hits puberty, two sets of organs are formed. The birth canal just doesn't show up till the act is made and it results in a pregnancy. James confronted his father, who had always told him his mother died in birth and his Uncle John helped raised him. Your grandfather carried James. They explained that James had to keep this a secret because they were very powerful if the bearer was born. We then explained the marks and Charlus was very understanding. John told us that I, as Remus, had chosen Sirius while Moony chose James. It was rare for the wolf and the human to have a different mate, but it did happen. Especially if one was a bearer."

Harry had a feeling he knew where this was going, but was kind of hoping Lily was his mother. And if she wasn't, why wait till now to say anything? The other two could see the questions forming in Harry and Sirius moved. He sat on the table in front of Harry and put his hands on his godson's knee. "Your mother knew. She took care of you like you were her own, but it was James that saved you that night. James' blood. Charlus told us not to let anyone know because people, especially Albus, would want a bearer. They are rare and more powerful than anything. After school, the four of us moved to Godric's Hollow. Peter told us he couldn't because of his mother. James and Lily were using her as, oh what's it called?"

"A beard, Sirius." Harry whispered.

Sirius nodded. "Yes that, she was fine with it. I won't go into details, but we all took care of her and she didn't go without. She was also barren, which meant no wizard would likely marry her anyway. Our society is all about continuing the line no matter the status. When James found out you were coming, Voldemort was at a height you didn't get to witness. It was bad pup, real bad. Lily convinced us to have help because we had to hide you and really didn't know how to do that. Charlus had convinced Albus that James wasn't a bearer, it died with his grandfather. The Potter's had hid that part of themselves due to the power hungry people, your great grandfather was raped, which is how your grandfather came to be."

They paused again and Harry knew they wanted him to be patient, but Harry looked down at his lap and furrowed his brow. James Potter carried him, his father was his father, but one of these men were too. It was a lot to take in. He looked back up and saw his godfather looking at him.

"Why are my eyes green? Everyone always said they were my mo…"

"Mother's we know. That's where Severus comes in. He didn't know which one was the other father, I assume he had a guess, but never asked. He had his healer license and was just as good as Lily in Potions. He delivered you and then he and Lily put a heavy glamour on you so that everyone would think she was your mum." Sirius explained, hoping Harry could process it alright.

"How did you hide dad, though? It was war and everyone's always told me how he fought every time."

"Glamour and wolf protection, Harry."

Harry looked over at Remus. It all clicked, everything they told him. The bearer thing, the two marks, why Moony chose him. Sirius and Remus watch as Harry figured it out and while one was hoping he'd be alright, the other was worried he wouldn't be.

"You. It was you. Why hide it? Why not tell me? You helped me during third year, knew me just as long. All I wanted, and you…"

He could feel the tears and Sirius pulled him to him, Remus not moving. He didn't know if his touch would welcome his cub at the moment. He did move closer though.

"Harry. Severus figured it out that year. My first moon, I made him bring you as close as he could to my room. I could smell that you already made the human change, but since no one knew you were mine, the wolf thing could have happened. I had to tell him. He promised not to tell Albus because of what it could mean to you. Hell, Potter's getting raped to have powerful children wasn't just that one time. We were both so scared Albus would find out. He was just as power greedy as Voldemort and I didn't trust him, none of us did. He just had the fact Voldemort was scared of him at his side." Remus explained.

Harry nodded, pulling back from Sirius. "So am I like dad?"

Both men nodded and Harry looked at Remus. "Is that why I'm gay?"

"You are?"

Harry looked at Sirius. He explained how he came to terms with it, how Hermione helped him. Both men listened as Harry told his tale on that part of his hunt and they smiled. Remus dared to touch his cub and smiled. "No. However, Potter's have a unique thing that helps them find their perfect...mate, I guess, their first year at Hogwarts. James was bisexual, that was one way we were able to pull it off. He really dated Lily, but by that time, we all understood that once a month, Moony needed him too. I was with Sirius except for the two days a month. Moony wouldn't let him touch me. Lily was your godmother, though. We wanted her to be as much a part of your life as Sirius. That was always a given and we wanted her to know she was just as important."

Harry leaned back and they gave him some space. He looked out the window, now that the story was finished, he thought about the whole thing. His mother, wasn't his mother. James Potter carried him. Remus sired him. He knew he wasn't a werewolf though, he didn't change. He did always have the sense of things though. He watched as a shadow passed the window and the color of his eyes showed in his reflection. He looked back at the men, who were trying to give him space and just watched. James Potter had brown eyes, Remus had hazel, more amber when closer to the moon. What did he have? If not green then what?

"Can the glamour come off? What color eyes do I have? Who do I look like?" he asked.

"You have hazel eyes. We can take it off at anytime. Severus told us the counter to it in case he didn't make it and you wanted to. As for who you look like, we're not sure. The glamour was on before any of us saw you but Lily and Severus. With Sirius' eyes just as brown as James' we never had a question asked about it."

Harry nodded. "Can you give me time? To think about all this. What I am, who I am. I never thought passed Voldemort anyway."

Both men nodded and Harry got up, walking out to the garden. Harry thought about how he felt about what he just encountered. What he was told. He was a Lupin and a Potter. If he took the glamour off, everyone would know that James Potter was a bearer, which could be more dangerous for him. Harry was tired of danger. He was also tired of attention and taking the glamour off might make him unrecognizable. So many thoughts, so many emotions. At least he knew why he felt some sort of connection with the wolf that first class in third year, why they got close before finding out he knew James and Lily. He found a bench and sat on it, looking out at the trees that surrounded him. Keeping a secret like this would be hard, well not James and Remus' secret, but his. He wanted to find a mate, wanted a life of happiness, wanted a family. He just had to find that without telling a potential partner why they couldn't sleep together. There was no way he was getting pregnant now. He was almost seventeen for crying out loud. What did he know about babies.

"Hey pup."

Harry turned to see Sirius and smiled, moving to let him sit. Sirius didn't say anything, but handed him the sandwich he brought out for him. Harry ate it silently, trying to figure out all the thoughts in his head. One question popped up and he turned to Sirius.

"How did you take this? I mean I get it starting out, but my dad carried your mate's baby. Sirius, that's a lot."

Sirius nodded and let out a breath. "It was hard, for Lily and me both. We always knew it would happen eventually. But once we watched James, how he grew, it changed. I can't explain it. Lily always wanted kids and life handed her a sucky deal. James was able to carry and shouldn't have the parts too. But...we were all happy you were coming. As we got closer, Peter got further away. Probably how Voldemort got him."

Harry nodded and watched as an owl flew in and dropped a letter before taking off. Sirius watched as he opened the letter and read it. It was from Draco asking to meet so they could thank him personally. It also informed him that his family was invited and the Malfoy's were hoping they could come to dinner tonight. Harry gave the letter to Sirius, silently asking. Sirius read it and then looked at Harry.

"We can go, pup. If you want, it could be a way to at least be friends with him."

"How can I be friends with someone I'm attracted to, Sirius?"

Sirius saw the way Harry looked and felt for his godson. It was going to be hard, which he told Harry. He also let his godson know that he didn't know the Slytherin, and most in their society had to hide their sexuality. With Harry being a bearer, if Draco did lean his way, an heir wouldn't be an issue and maybe they both could be happy. Harry took that in and could see what Sirius was talking about. Hermione had explained how wizarding society worked. He also figured Draco had an arranged marriage.

"Listen, I'll ask Remus if he wants to go, but you go. You deserve to at least look into it."

Sirius made to get up and Harry grabbed his arm. Sirius looked at him as he got up and Harry let him go. "I'll ask Remus, dad, father?"

Sirius smiled. "He'll be fine with whichever you feel comfortable with."

Harry nodded and followed the older man in to find the wolf.

Again, I hope you liked this first part. Please leave notes to let me know if I should continue with it or not. I already have about 5 or 6 chapters written so hopefully soon, yeah! Until I write again, :)B