Summary: "I have to say it, Harry, parenthood looks good on you."

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Disclaimer: I have no right to any of the characters, they belong to J. K. Rowling

Pairings: TMR/HP, JamesP/LilyE, ThomasR/MeropeG

Warnings: AU fanfiction, Language, Slash, Muggle!Tom, Marriage, Surrogate Belly, Mention of Character Bashing, Mention Of Motherly Characters Deaths, Mention of Male Sex, Start of a Lemon

Nr words: 1,145

"Talking"

Part 3/3

Harry looked to the Gaunt ring on his ring finger. He wished his father would show up. He just hoped that...

What was he kidding? His father didn't approve of Tom, heir or no heir. His father would never come.

A tear run down his face.

The big day of his life and neither his mother nor his father would be there.

"Everything okay kiddo?" Harry looked up at once and smiled at seeing his godfather enter the room where he was preparing for his wedding. "Hey, no crying." The man said before approaching and cleaning the tear out of Harry's cheek.

"I wish father was here." Harry simply said before looking back to his ring. "Even Tom's father found time to be here." He commented sadly. "And he hates me."

Sirius snorted.

"From what I just saw that man hates everyone. Did you know that he sneered down at me because of my dress robes?"

Harry looked up to his godfather clothes and couldn't help but grin.

"Well... he may think that you'll dressing female dress, you know?"

Sirius' eyes grew.

"I tell you, muggles are so strange sometimes..." the man argued.

"Maybe it's the wizards that are the odd ones." A simple voice said.

Harry looked to the door as a pregnant Luna entered with a female dress robes in light blue colours, Harry had to admit the wizards clothes suited her. Harry was actually going in a muggle suit in dark green with a silver shirt. He guessed that it was a good thing his father wasn't coming, he wouldn't approve of his colours or his vestment.

"You look great Luna."

"Thank you." The dirty blond woman said with a smile and approached, sitting by his side. "Tom is in a heap of nerves."

"Yeah right." Harry snorted.

Luna grinned and put a hand on her belly, before standing and bouncing to the door with her hands behind her back.

"By the way, your father is talking with my own."

Harry choked, paling drastically and eyes growing wide, but before he could react Luna had already left.

"It's about time he arrives." Sirius snarled. "I'm going to fetch him."

Harry tried to stop him but Sirius fled the room. Harry looked to the door where Sirius had gone. His father was here. Talking with Mr. Riddle. He was so doomed. Harry paled when he heard the door start to open. He had to hide. He had to...

"Hello Harry."

"Hello father."

James Potter was dressed in a simple muggle dark-brown suit. The man entered and closed the door after him.

"Sirius told me that that dirty blond woman is pregnant with your child."

"Luna. Tom's sister."

Father hummed and approached, grabbing Harry's tie and undid it, before redoing it. Harry looked afraid to the man as he grabbed Harry's shirt cuffs and rearranged them.

"Your groom..."

"Tom."

There was a silence as James Potter took a deep breath to steady himself.

"Tom came to visit me a few days ago. He told me about the in vitro and about his studying on how to take care of your inheritance as the Potter and Black heir. He said that he would marry you today, either I wanted it or not, and that you would still have an heir." Harry looked to his father as the man hazel eyes turned to his green ones. "I sure hope that you know what you're doing."

"I know, Father. I love Tom. And that will never change."

Father sighed and leaned forward kissing Harry's lightning birthmark on his forehead.

"You sound so much like your mother..."

-YMSN-

Harry picked the baby girl as she cried for her feed. She was just perfect. Her grey teary eyes looking back as she cried, her messy dark hair, her angels face...

"You know..." Harry looked up and saw Tom at the entrance of their daughter's room, looking at them. "You can stare at her as she drinks her baby bottle, you don't need to starve her and make me deaf in the process."

Harry grinned and walked to his husband, kissing him on the lips.

"You don't need your ears to lay me in bed."

Tom raised an eyebrow at that.

"Oh really? I have to say that I rather enjoy those sounds you make when I lay you in bed... or in any other place actually."

Harry's face went deep red.

"Can you not think of that for once in your life? I have our daughter in my arms, remember?"

"I know... and a hungry one if I might add." Harry rolled his eyes and walked to the kitchen, Tom following him. "And if I remember right it was you that had been commenting that we hadn't enough..."

Harry glared at his husband, starting to feed their baby girl her bottle.

"One thing is 5 weeks... another is every 4 hours, you know?"

"It's not my fault she wakes every four hours to eat."

"Or you just get horny at seeing me with a baby in my arms." Harry snarled and choked when he actually saw Tom look him up and down in a lustful look. "Tom!"

Tom chuckled.

"Fine. I'll wait for you in bed..." the man said before turning around and leaving.

Harry sighed and looked down into his baby girl grey eyes.

"You're papa is going to be the death of me."

-YMSN-

Harry entered the bedroom to see Tom checking his ipad and most likely his email box. He approached and lay on the bed next to him.

"Tom?" Harry called after a while and Tom hummed, looking back through his reading glasses. "Are you going to keep checking your email or are you going to have sex with me or not?"

Tom grinned mischievously, but closed his ipad and took his glasses out, saving them on his bedside table before lying on the bed next to Harry.

"Are you sure you want me to?"

"You can't provoke someone and then don't do anything, Tom."

Tom grinned and pinned Harry to the bed.

"As you wish..." Tom said huskily into Harry's ear and Harry found himself shivering and winning goosebumps like a bloody virgin. "What wouldn't I do for the father of my daughter?"

Harry glared at Tom only to gasp as a hand was suddenly on his cock.

"And I have to say it, Harry, parenthood looks good on you." A faraway voice said as the hand moved up and down... up... down... squeeze...

"Godric!" Harry gasped and suddenly all sinful contact disappeared. Harry looked at the other person who was raising an eyebrow. "Tom..." he whined.

"Should I feel betrayed? You just called another person's name."

Harry went deep red.

"Tooommm..." the other simple limited to look at him coldly. "It's a wizard line... like god... for Merlin's pants Tom just fuck me already."

The End!

If anyone asks this fic is in the year 2013

~Isys