Harry Potter's Real Dad

For the next several months, the Order worked to keep the Potters hidden from public eye and Voldemort. Alas, it wasn't enough, and Severus had been devastated to hear of their murders. Just prior, Dahlia had vanished on him and Iris for several days without a word before reappearing and wanting to go out as a family to some formal party. It had been the straw that broke the camel's back, and he ended their relationship then and there. And then Albus had inquired about him taking in Harry, and he knew he just couldn't.

Or at least, he thought he wouldn't have been able to. Why Albus hadn't pushed for him to take Harry baffled him. Yes, he had quickly agreed to send Harry away to relatives, but clearly, he had not been in a good state of mind. Albus should have tried again a few days later or . . . something.

Severus closed his eyes with a sigh. He should have done something. He should have gone after Harry when he came to his senses. Instead, he believed Harry was in a better place and left it at that, accepting a life where his son knew nothing about him. What had he been thinking?

Severus was pulled from his thoughts when a hand touched his arm.

"Mister," Harry said to him, staring up at him with half awake eyes. The child yawned and rubbed his eyes under his glasses as he gently tapped Severus's arm again. "Mister."

Severus set the picture down and turned toward Harry, leaning in his chair slightly.

"Mister, hmm?" Severus asked.

"I forgot your name," Harry said honestly.

"I'm your father, you can't think of a name yourself?"

"You didn't tell me I could call you Daddy," Harry stated with a yawn.

Severus felt the same warmth of affection swell in his chest that he felt when he first saw Harry all those years ago. He brushed a lock of hair behind Harry's ear.

"I didn't realize you needed permission for that," Severus said. "You may call me whatever you feel comfortable with. My name is Severus."

"That's a strange name," Harry said.

"So, I've been told."

"Daddy is easier."

"I suppose it is." Severus chuckled. He picked Harry up and settled him on his lap. "What did you need, Harry?"

Harry rested his head against Severus's chest comfortably, his eyes blinking blearily as he said, "I'm supposed to help make dinner soon."

"I think that would be acceptable. Did you have something in mind?"

Harry shook his head.

"No? Well tomorrow, we're going to have Sunday roast, so I was thinking something easy for tonight, like carbonara."

"How do I make that?"

"How do you make it? Do you even know what it is?"

Harry shook his head.

"I will show you when we make dinner. Iris likes it with a little butternut squash and pancetta. Do you know if Iris is awake?"

"No, she's still sleeping on the couch," Harry said. His lower lip quivered. "Aunt Petunia will be mad that I feel asleep."

"You were tired. She'll understand."

"I never sleep during the day before. She'll be mad and I'll have to go in my cupboard."

"She's not here," Severus reiterated, shushing Harry. "You're with me now; no one is mad, and there's no cupboard to lock you in. Iris slept, too. You were both tired, it's to be expected." Severus rubbed Harry's back comfortingly while Harry yawned again. He figured this was Harry's first nap in quite a long time, so the child was still feeling the grogginess of having slept during the day. Severus rocked Harry for a moment, feeling the child's breathing even out, and he was sure Harry was falling back to sleep. However, the nap had lasted two hours, and he wanted to get both kids up or they would never go to sleep at a decent hour that night.

"Okay, honey," Severus said as he patted Harry's back. He pulled the boy away from him and set him back down on his feet. "Let's get moving so we wake up more, hmm?"

Severus stood up and ushered Harry out of his study. He was glad to have gotten a third of his work down with the two down for a nap. He had allowed himself to get distracted by Harry's situation again, but there was so much he still needed to talk to Harry about. And the upcoming trial was one of them. He wished they could just get it over with now and be done with it. There was nothing he could do now but wait and prepare Harry as much as he could.

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