A/n: SORRY for the time it took to finish it...

ATTENTION! Fluff ending... not sure I like it...

To Have Your Heart Again

When Harry went to the kitchen the next day, he found Mrs. Weasley and Dolly, one of the house elves that had been taking care of the manor before Harry moved in, arguing.

"Dolly is Master's elf! Dolly cook Master's breakfast!" said the house elf.

"I do know you are his elf, Dolly, but I'm doing the cooking while I'm here. Harry surely miss my food!"

Harry sighed. At first, right after he had been banned from the Burrow, Harry HAD missed Mrs. Weasley cooking. But after moving out of England, and getting habituated to life in the US, he realized that her cooking wasn't the utmost best cooking in the world. Truthfully, his own cooking – in the rare event that Harry felt like cooking – was better then the Weasley matriarch, and Dolly's food was at the very least in the same league as Mrs. Weasley.

"Mrs. Weasley." Harry made himself known "it is Dolly's job to cook in this house. And, as a guest, I would appreciate it if you would just sit at the table and wait till Dolly is finished." his tone was so strong that Molly didn't had a choice but to obey him. She left the kitchen, murmuring to herself that the kitchen should be hers.

Harry shook his head and looked at Dolly with a smile and then left her to her job.

At the dinning table, Harry found almost all the others occupants of the house already seated. Charlie was the only one missing, and for a second, Harry found himself missing the presence of the dragon tamer. The next second, though, he reminded himself how much Charlie had hurt him. And, if Charlie had really left again, he had just done as Harry asked him, so Harry couldn't really complain about it.

They sat at the table, Harry's closed face making everyone else talk in murmurs and no one tried to talk to the dark haired wizard. No one said a word about the missing brother either. And for that, Harry thanked Merlin for.

Later that day, when Harry was out of the house, working, Charlie came back. He had been out, walking and thinking. On one hand, he more than understood how much he had hurt Harry. He could just imagine what it had felt like to the younger man to found himself pregnant, alone and banned from the company of his friends. But he had been hurt too. And the fact that Harry hadn't even tried to talk to him after the war, after he found out about their son... it made Charlie angry. Angry at himself and angry at Harry for giving they up just like that. So, when he finally went back to the manor, he had made up his mind. Harry had been wrong to give them up because Charlie had left, but he was right in one thing. He would be a coward if he left again. And Charlie Weasley was no coward.

As soon as Charlie arrived at the manor, he searched his little boy, his son Charlus. He found the boy playing in the back yard, with Teddy and Victoire. He stood there, just looking at him, absorbing the fact that that precious little boy was his. His son with Harry. At some point the children stopped playing and lay down on the grass, tired of running. He approached them, sitting beside Charlus. He wanted to know that boy. That child that reminded him so much of himself when he was a child, playing with his big brother.

"Hello." he said "do you know who I am?"

"Of course!" answered Charlus "you're Daddy's friend, Charlie. We have almost the same name!"

Charlie's heard clenched in his chest. Harry had told his children about him, but hadn't told them the true. His son didn't know he was his father.

"Can you tell me something about your daddy?" he asked then. Charlus nodded his head, Teddy had stopped talking with Victoire and was now paying attention to their conversation. "Did he ever introduced you to someone? A special friend of his?"

"No." Charlus shook his head "daddy said most of his friends lives in England, and that's why we didn't met them before."

"We only know daddy's friend from work." complete Teddy "but we can't do any magic when they're here."

"And did your daddy told you about your father?" Charlie had to know what they knew about it. At some point kids always asked about where babies come from, and Harry would have had to tell them something about their origins.

"Grandma told us about mum and father." Teddy answered "they fought in the war. They're in heaven now, with daddy's mum and dad."

"And uncle Sirius!" Charlus remembered.

"I knew Remus and Tonks." told Charlie "Your mum was a very good friend of mine. We went to Hogwarts together."

"Really?" asked Teddy "could you tell me stories about her? Daddy don't know many stories about her... and Grandma gets sad when she talks about mum..."

"Oh, I have some really good stories about your mum." and he had. Even if Tonks and Charlie had been in different houses, they had been good friends, and had gotten in a lot of trouble together. "What about you, Charlus? Did your daddy told you about your father?"

"We're not suppose to talk about that with other people." said the redhead boy.

"Why not?" now he was curious, what could Harry had told them about him?

"Because daddy gets sad when we talk about him. He left daddy." apparently Teddy was the more talkative of the boys. "He said that Charlus father was really brave! But that he had left after the war, because he had to go back to take care of his dragon friend!"

"He gave me a dragon." Charlus said "it's my favorite. I call him Norbert, because daddy told us about the baby dragon he sent to my father when he was eleven."

"He works with dragons?" said Charlie shocked that Harry had actually told the true about him "maybe I know him, them. I work in a dragon reserve in Romania."

"Really?" the kids eyes grow huge in their faces, even Victoire was listening "What is it like? Working with dragons?"

And so, Charlie spent the rest of the day telling stories to the children, about his work with the dragons and also about his days as a Hogwarts student and his adventures with Tonks.

When dinner time came, Charlus went inside with the children. He helped them to wash their hands before taking them to the dinning room. Harry was already there, sitting at the head of the table. His green eyes got huge when he saw that Charlie not only was still there but that he had been outside with the kids.

Charlus and Teddy had him by the hand and were pulling him towards Harry's side.

"Daddy!" said Charlus "can Charlie sit with us? He tells great stories!"

Harry didn't really had a choice then. With the puppy eyes his sons were giving him plus the fact that no one else would understand his reasoning if he said no, he just didn't had a choice but agree with what his kids wanted.

"Of course he can sit with us, son. What kind of stories has he been telling you?" his smile was a little forced, but he doubted that anyone but Charlie would see through it.

"Just a few stories about my days of rule breaking with Tonks..." answered Charlie.

"He went to Hogwarts with mum!" told Teddy "did you know she had trouble with her abilities? It took her till third year for her to learn how to use it at will!"

"And you are only eight and already know how to do it. Well done, Teddy." Harry said with a true smile on his face. He was very proud of his sons.

"And, and, and he knows Norberta! Charlie said Hagrid's baby dragon was a girl and not a boy!" Now Harry got a bit scared. He had told his son about his sire, how he had to go back to work with his dragons and also that he, Ron and Mione had sent baby Norbert to Charlus father. That Charlie told his son that he knew Norberta was dangerous thing. It could easily make Charlus and Teddy wonder if he knew Harry's ex-lover.

At this point, everyone was already seated and had started eating, Andromeda was sat beside Charlus, who was to Harry's right with Charlie in front of the eight year old boy, to Harry's left. Ron and Hermione was sat beside Charlie and all of them were listening to the boys talking. Harry was hoping none of them would ask about his love life tonight. He really didn't know what to make of Charlie's presence.

CHARLIEHARRY-CHARLIEHARRY

After dessert, the three kids were sent to bed. It was getting late, and they had played all day outside. So, it was only the adults, on the living room. Ron and Bill were playing a game of wizard chess, Percy was talking quietly with his father with the portrait of Charlus Potter making a few comments on the matter. Fleur, Hermione and Ginny were talking near the door, giggles could be heard from time to time. Fred and George had a book between them, a prank journal Harry had found in his vault and decided to lend them. Harry was talking with Andromeda about the plans for the next day, Molly was near by, looking enviously to their relationship. Once upon a time it was her that Harry looked up to like a mother, but now Andromeda was firmly in that role. Charlie was leaning against the door, trying to get his courage and do what he was planning on doing.

At last, Charlie walked towards Harry. The green eyed man looked up at him with a bit of panic in his eyes and shook his head. But Charlie had made up his mind, and only Harry's forgiveness could stop him now.

"I know you don't want to talk about it, Harry, but I think we need to talk about Charlus."

Silence fell over the room. Every single person stopped what they had been doing to find out what Charlie was talking about.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about, Charles." Harry's voice showed his anger.

"But I do. I want to tell him the truth. I want to be a part of his life."

Ron opened his mouth to say something, but Bill kicked his sheen and he remained silent. Andromeda, Hermione and Bill looked at them with knowing eyes.

"Charlie please." Harry really didn't want to talk about that, specially with all of the others in the room with them.

"I'm sorry, Harry, but we need to talk about this." Charlie would not let it go, not now that he was so close to have the family he always wanted.

"Fine! Let's talk then." Harry got up and walked towards the door. "I don't know what else is there to talk about, but let's go talk on my study."

"You don't know what else there is to talk about?" Charlie wasn't going to move, he knew the moment they were out that Harry would try and escape the talking. "How about the fact that you hide from me the fact that we had a son?"

Harry lost all the color in his face. One could hear a pin dropping, so silent was the room. Charlie was looking at Harry with a fierce look. He wouldn't back down now. Not now. He would not be a coward. Not again.

"YOU LEFT!" Now all that Harry could feel was anger. Anger that Charlie would put him against the wall like that, and in front of their families too. "YOU WEREN'T THERE WHEN IT WAS ALL FINALLY OVER! WHAT DID YOU WANTED ME TO DO? YOU LEFT! I was alone. Pregnant and alone." at the end, all Harry could feel was sadness.

"I know, Harry." What Charlie wanted to do in that moment was to hug Harry and never let him go. "I know I left, but I thought you were dead. Why didn't you look for me? Sent me a letter? Tell me about Charlus? I might have left, but you gave up on us too."

"What did you expected me to do?" at this point Harry had completely forgotten that they had an audience "For all I knew you left because you didn't want anything to do with me! I was there! In YOUR family house! I waited and waited for you to show up, for you to send word! To me or to one of them, but you didn't! You not once sent word! I didn't even knew if you were all right! If you had been hurt! And I did sent letters! For two whole weeks I sent a letter a day! And you didn't answered!"

"Letters?" Charlie was confused "I never got any letters!"

"Oh..." that reminded Harry and Charlie about the others on the room. It was Molly who made the noise, and every eye in the room turned to her. "I... I... think... Errol was so weak then... I..."

"Molly..." said Arthur disappointed "why didn't you told Harry you weren't sending his letters? What did you do with them?"

"You thought I was writing a girl, didn't you?" Harry was the one getting disappointed now "You saw I wasn't planning on getting back with Ginny and thought my letters was to some other girl, DIDN'T YOU?"

"I'm sorry..." Molly said. It was all she could say. Harry was right, when he had asked to send letters to someone she had thought it was a new love interest and she wanted the boy to get back together with her daughter, so she didn't sent the letters. She just banished them.

"Oh, Molly..." said Arthur "even if he was writing to some girl, you had no right to banish his letters! Charlie wouldn't have stayed away so long and Harry wouldn't have moved out of the country. We would have known about our first grandson, been a part of his life."

"I'm sorry." said Molly again before running out of the room.

Harry sat down on the floor, his legs giving out on him. Charlie went to him, sitting by his side. Harry buried his face in Charlie's shoulder, crying.

For eight years he had thought Charlie hadn't wanted him. For eight years he had hurt because the other half of his soul had left him to care for their child. And now he found out that's not what had happened. Charlie really had thought he was dead. For eight years they had both been torn apart, missing the other every second of the day. And neither of them was at fault.

"I'm sorry." said Harry "I'm sorry I didn't listened to you when you tried to talk to me. I'm sorry."

"Shhh" did Charlie "Shhhh, love, it's alright. I'm sorry too. I thought you had given up on us, on me. I'm sorry I left. I shouldn't have left. Not before knowing for sure it was all over. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Oh, Charlie... I love you so much, so so much." Harry looked Charlie in the eyes, blue and green clashed and then lips clashed in a desperate kiss.

It was only when Fred, George and the teenaged portrait of James began to cheer and whistle that they separated, breathless.

Arthur got up. "I think we should all go now and let Charlie and Harry talk alone. We have already intruded enough." Bill and Percy had to drag Fred and George, but they all left without much fuss. Andromeda was the last to leave.

"It's time to forgive and forget, Harry dear. The two of you deserve to be happy, and we both know you'll never be happy without the other."

"Thanks, Andy." said Harry. And after she had left, he turned back to Charlie "Can you ever forgive me for hiding Charlus from you?"

"I have a proposition." said Charlie, a small smile on his face, after kissing Harry again his heart was beating faster "if you can forgive me from leaving, I'll forgive you from not telling me about the pregnancy."

"Deal." said Harry "I don't think I would be able to keep living without you. Not now that I know you still love me."

"I love you. I really really love you. I don't ever want to be apart from you ever again."

"Then don't. Stay here with me. Please, Charlie, please stay here with me."

"I was hoping you would say that." Charlie smiled then hugged Harry to him, kissing his head "I already quit my job at the reserve. I only went back there because I thought you were gone. After I saw you at Ron's wedding I quit. My life there was meaningless without you."

"I love you so much!" Harry kissed him in the lips. The kiss went on and on and on, getting needy and hot. "I need you, Charlie, now."

And Charlie didn't even consider telling him no.

CHARLIEHARRY-CHARLIEHARRY

The next morning saw Harry awakening in Charlie's arms. He opened his eyes and looked up to see the sleeping face of his lover. Harry had never felt more peaceful then there, in the ex-dragon tamer's arms. He stood unmoving for almost ten minutes before the redhead began to stir and open his eyes. Blue looked into green and a huge smile appeared in both their mouths. They stayed like that for a few minutes, just basking in the presence of the other.

"When are we going to tell Charlus and Teddy the truth?" asked Charlie.

Harry looked at Charles with a frown. Ok, so Charlie had a right to be known as Charlus' father, specially by his son, but after all they had been through, Harry wanted to be sure that things would calm down a little before explaining everything to his sons.

"I don't know... I'm not sure what's the best way to explain it all to them."

"You told them about me. About my job as a dragon tamer. What's so difficult to explain?"

"You talked to them." it wasn't a question. Suddenly Harry realized how much Charlie knew about what Harry had said to Charlus and Teddy about his younger son's sire. "Why didn't you told them yesterday? You had your chance."

"I wanted to talk to you first. To have you by my side so we could explain everything to them together. Harry, I love you. And I already love those two boys as well. Their such precious boys, so smart. Both of them."

"And what are we suppose to tell them, Charlie? That you are his father, but you wasn't there when he was born or to any of his birthdays or any other moment so far because your mother didn't sent my letters to you? I don't want them to resent you. I... I want you to be a father to them. To be there when they need you."

"I want that too, Love. But I want to claim my right as Charlus sire."

"All right then." Harry gave up. He wanted Charlie in his life, in the life of his sons. But like always, Charlie was stubborn, and wouldn't listen to Harry's fears. In a way, that was what Harry loved the most in Charlie, how he managed to make Harry forget his fears and just do things.

They finished their conversation on the right moment, two seconds later the door to Harry's room opened, and the two boys they had been talking about came in, stopping when they saw Harry wasn't alone. Harry and Charlie turned red, when they remembered they're lack of clothing.

"Daddy?" asked Teddy "What is Charlie doing in your bed?"

"We were talking Teddy-bear. Come here you two, we have something to tell you."

"Ok." they said and climbed on the bed, sitting between the adults.

"Charlus, Teddy, remember when we were talking yesterday?" Charlie started "When you were telling me that you father works with dragons?" both boys nodded "and then I told you that I work with dragons too..."

"Do you know my father?" Charlus asked "you said you know Norberta..."

"Charlus, hun..." said Harry "Charlie IS you father. He's the one Ron, Hermione and I sent baby Norbert to, he's also the one I fell in love with before the war, the one that gave me you as a present."

Both boys looked at the older redhead, their brows in a frown.

"Are you and Daddy together, then?" Teddy asked "Is that why you're on his bedroom?"

"I love your daddy a lot, Teddy. And I really want to be with him, to be his husband. But I also want you and Charlus to know that I love you two. Charlus is my son biologically, but since the first time I saw the three of you together, I wanted to be a part of your family, to be a father to you and to Charlus. Would you like that?"

"What about you dragon friend?" Charlus asked "daddy said you had to leave because your dragon friend needed you there."

"My dragon friend has another friend now, he'll be fine. It's you, Teddy and your daddy that I want to be with now."

"Ok then." said Charlus "can I call you Papa?"

"Yes. You can call me papa." Charlie answered with tears in his eyes "What about you Teddy?"

"Can we go visit you dragon friend some day?"

"If your daddy let's us..."

"Ok. But you have to promise to stay and make daddy happy. He's not happy when he's alone."

"I promise I'll never leave you or your daddy sad and alone ever again."

"Ok then." and then, Teddy turned to Harry with the most innocent face in the world "why are you and papa naked on the bed, daddy?"

Harry turned red, then purple. He opened his mouth once, twice... but no sound came. And when Charlie started to laugh, he said "Ask your papa, it was his idea."

Finally, everything was as it should be in the life of Harry Potter. He had all he ever asked for. A job he loved, a beautiful house, a mother figure, two amazing kids and the love of his life. All was well, at last.

The End.

A/n: Thoughts? Reviews?