Disclaimer: Don't own. 'Nuff said.
Author's Note: I just thought I'd add this last chap for some closure.
The Tales of Werewolves
Dom was surprised at how much his new half-sister looked like Snape. The only thing he could be sure she'd gotten from Kath was her nose, which was probably for the best. It wouldn't be right for such a cute baby to have a bloody birds' beak as a nose.
She had the darkest eyes he'd ever seen, and dark, curly hair. Dom supposed that was something else she'd gotten from Kath. The curls.
Snape and Kath hadn't named her yet, that's what they were doing now. Kath was lying in the bed, holding the newborn to her chest as Snape sat in the chair next to the bed, with his cane leaning against the wall.
Dom was watching at them from outside their private hospital room, through the glass of the door. They hadn't noticed him yet.
"Dom, are you alright?"
Spinning around, Dom saw Sirius standing behind him. His eyes were somehow managing to look hollow and full of life at the same time.
"Come on." Sirius grabbed Dom's hand and dragged him down the hallway. Once they were outside, Sirius apparated them both. "It's a Muggle park."
It was beautiful, the grass was green and the garden beds were amazing. Dom voiced his approval, which earned him a smile from Sirius.
Sirius and Dom's relationship was moving fairly quickly considering what had happened, and Dom was really grateful for it.
Sirius had thought that loving Dom again would have been really hard, but months and months had passed, and he was already more in love with Dom then he ever though he could be.
They sat next to each other on a park bench. "What's wrong?" he looked over at Dom.
Dom hung his head and looked at his feet, which were kicking the ground. Sirius brushed a few of Dom's curls back to try and see the look on his face.
"No one's around." He said. Dom smiled slightly and took his glasses off. He would only take his glasses off for Sirius.
"It's just mum." Said Dom. "We've gotten closer since she told me she's my mother, but I still feel like I'm missing something. It's like a void."
He swallowed and lent on Sirius' shoulder, just needing to be close to someone. Sirius put his arm around him.
"Nothing will ever be able to fill it." He whispered, and then kissed Doms cheek. "All you can do is try to find something that will."
"You sound like you're talking from experience."
"Yes, in a way. I tried to fill the void my family left with friends and sex. It didn't work too well, but it got me through… Do you want to go back?"
"No." Dom nuzzled Sirius' neck slightly. "I'd like to stay for a bit longer."
"Okay." He held Dom close to his chest and kissed the top of his head. "We should go get something to eat later."
Dom smiled slightly. He was feeling a lot better. Tones better actually, but he'd lost a lot of weight since he wasn't able to keep anything down. Now Sirius was set on fattening him up a bit more.
"Can I just…" Dom lay down and put his in Sirius' lap, looking out across the park. He closed his eyes. "Thanks." He yawned.
Sirius ran his hand through Dom's hair a few times and yawned too. The sun was setting and it looked beautiful.
He was fairly sure that Dom had fallen asleep already and he smiled again. Dom was very mature for his age, and had changed since they had first met, but Sirius knew that was what war and loss did to people.
Add onto that the knowledge that you're the spawn of one of the darkest wizards of the age, and the confusion of not completely knowing what you were, and Sirius decided he'd hate to be in Dom's shoes.
He loved Dom, and would try to fill some of the many voids the graduated Slytherin had in his soul.
Sirius could remember Dom helping him through some hard times. Those hard times has been replayed over and over in his mind while he was in Azkaban, and it would have been nice if he could have remembered Dom while he was in that hell hole.
"Dom?" He whispered. When he didn't get an answer, he shook Dom slightly. "Dom." He said louder.
Dom sneezed. He slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times before reaching into his pocket to find his handkerchief. He blew his nose quietly.
"Sorry to wake you, but we should go."
"Yeah. Give me my glasses back."
"Here." Sirius handed Dom his sunglasses back. "Have a nice nap."
Dom snorted a laugh and sat up. "Crap." He put a hand to his forehead. "I think I put my neck out."
"Come on then."
Harry lay on his stomach on the bed with his hands under his chin. Draco was sitting on the back of Harry's thighs, leaning forward.
Draco watched his pale hands gently (yet forcefully) massage oils into Harry's tanned lower back. "Hold on." he used his knuckles to crack his husband's back.
"Draco, watch the wedding ring."
Harry turned around and Draco sat back. "What are you thinking about?"
"Merlin, Harry, you know I hate it when you ask me that."
Harry shrugged as best he could while he was lying down.
"You're just a hard person to read. That's all. I was only curious." Both his hands were now resting on his stomach. He was fiddling with his wedding ring again.
"I'm thinking about what possible thoughts must be going through your head, to cause you to almost always subconsciously twirl your wedding ring around your finger." He said bluntly.
"I just never thought I'd ever get to be married."
Draco leaned forward so he was lying completely on top of Harry, who closed his eyes. "Don't be so negative."
Harry felt Draco's hot breath on his face. He lifted his head up slightly, his eyes still closed, and their lips brushed together.
"I love you."