The Alpha Dynasty (Sequel to MARKED FOR DESTINY) (Book 2 of 2)

56. The Portrait Of Sirius Black

Time was moving too fast for everyone, and before they knew it, August had come and gone.  They were in the middle of September, where the weather was changing, becoming cooler in the evenings and mornings.  Extra blankets were added to the beds, warmer curtains were hung, and Harry and Draco had gone shopping again.  

Purchasing more clothes and towels, blankets and toys, spending far too much money and having far too much fun.  Eating lunch when Draco felt the need for something sweet and salty at the same time, and Harry obliged him always.  Even when he demanded that he go and find the muggle sweet called gummy bears.  He would wait impatiently for his love to return, and when he did, opened all the packets and only removed all the green ones to devour.  He claimed all the other colors were disgusting, he would never dream of putting such trash in his mouth.

He was indeed a spoiled brat and an entitled princess, and while he would enjoy his heaps of gummies, Harry sometimes thought he was slowly going insane.  Draco was insatiable in all courses of their lives now, not that Harry was complaining.  The sex, oh god the sex was outstanding, with them sometimes going more than once a night.  Draco couldn't get enough of Harry's hands and mouth all over him, and he would praise him over and over again, telling him that he was the most beautiful Alpha to ever live, and Harry was glowing.

Draco had discovered something called whipped cream and he was blown away.  He had Harry purchase a case full, and at every meal time, he would top whatever was on his plate with it, making the others pull faces at his choice of meal.  His favorite was when they were having a casual meal of fish and chips, and Draco would smother everything in mayonnaise, and then squirt whipped cream on everything.  It was nauseating.  But Harry didn't care what he ate, as long as he and his babies were healthy, he was happy.

Draco had hardly picked up any weight, and had been told by Gloria that the minute the orb was removed, he would have his original figure back, and this of course made him blush and glow from the excitement.  He could hardly wait.  He was 6 months in now, and the kicks were happening more frequently than before which of course made Harry kiss him and his belly more often.

They had just returned from shopping again, when Narcissa accosted them in the parlor, telling Harry that a parcel had arrived for him.  He thanked her and helped Draco with the purchases.  Taking them to the nursery, they both looked around and saw that they still needed to buy cribs.  But that would come later.  He kissed Draco with a passion and said he would be back soon.

He went to the library where the parcel had been placed on the table, and removed the wrapping of brown paper.  He got such a fright that he almost dropped it.  "Hey, don't drop me now pup", sniggered the voice of Sirius Black, and Harry thought that he was going to have a heart attack.  His heart was beating so fast, and he was trying to remember when he had last seen the man, only to realize it had been just before he had passed through the veil at the Department of Mysteries.  When Bellatrix had sent the killing curse his way.  

Man, he missed him.

"Sirius?", he croaked, not quite believing that he was here, and that he could talk to him.  "How... what are you...how did you....?", he stuttered, not able to get the words out, because he had so many questions that he didn't know where to start.  What the hell does one say to a bloody portrait?  And Sirius loved taking his breath away.

"Harry, I asked that my portrait come to you in the event of my death, but it seems that it took forever to happen.  I'll have to have a word with Gornuk", said his godfather.  Harry frowned at him in confusion.  Happy to see the man once again, he placed the portrait upright against the back of a chair and sat down on another.

"Gornuk?", he asked.  Sirius laughed and said yes, all his contents had gone to Harry's vault, but the portrait had taken a while to reach him.  "Never mind that though", said Sirius.  "Tell me what's going on in your life", he said with a mischievous look in his eyes.  Harry didn't know where to start, but tried anyway.  

"All right, I'll give you a summary.  I met a snake who bit me, who is now my friend and second guard, and he told me I was the new Alpha, found my soul mate, got married to him, and I am about to become a daddy of twins", he said with pride.  

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?", asked Sirius with wide eyes.  "Slowly".

"Alpha?  Married?  Twins?.  When the bloody hell did all this happen?", Sirius asked.

"Shortly after the war", answered Harry.  "And in case you didn't know, you are at the Manor.  Malfoy Manor, and my soul mate is Draco", making Sirius frown.

"Draco?  So you and he..."

"Yes", said Harry, not really caring what the question was.  

"And who is your surrogate?", asked Sirius.  Harry looked at him as if he had lost his mind.

"Surrogate?", he asked.

"Your twins Harry.  Who is carrying your twins?", he asked as if he thought that it was a joke.

"Draco is my Omega Sirius.  He is pregnant with our babies.  There is no surrogate, and there never will be", he replied with a jealous growl.

Sirius was blown away by the reply and the growl.  Not many wizards, only powerful ones at that, had the ability to bear children.  What an honor it had to be - married and mated to the Alpha and carry his children.  He bowed his head and when he raised it again, Harry could see the start of tears forming.  "Congratulations pup.  That is amazing news", he said sincerely.

Harry smiled and thanked him.  He asked his godfather where his other portraits were, and Sirius told him there was on in the Noble House of Black - Grimmauld Place - there were a few at Hogwarts, and there was one in Godric's Hollow, the house of Harry's birth.

"I saw what you did to their home Harry, and I wanted to thank you.  It should have been done ages ago", he said.  Harry nodded and agreed with him.  "Yeah, I also thought so", he answered.

"So, you are here to stay.  But where to put you?", teased Harry.  

"If it's all the same to you, not in your bedroom please.  I don't think I will be able to look at you and Draco having sex", he sneered.

"Well maybe that's the best place for you then", he laughed out loud.  "Just kidding", he said when he saw the look of horror that he received.  "I will keep you here in the library", he said finally.  Sirius agreed and together they decided on a place on the wall.  After he was hung, the portrait of Sirius Black spoke again.

"The dead can feel Harry.  I can see that you are grappling with something.  And I also know of the decision that Dumbledore has to make.  If you ever want to talk, I will help in any way that I can, all right?", he offered.  Harry smiled and said thank you, he would remember that.

Before he left he asked his godfather a question.  "If you had the decision, the one that Dumbledore is facing, which one would you choose?".

Sirius considered this and said in a soft voice.  "There are three options, and I have been told that the one to leave this world to go and rest is amazing, but can be extremely boring.  Choosing the path of dying as it has been foretold seems to me to be the best choice of them all, however, if I were a supreme wizard, I would definitely take the third option.  And place myself in little trinkets around our world.  Imagine the fun I could have", he chuckled.

Harry nodded at this revelation, and thanked him for his input, promising to bring Draco to come and see him as soon as he could.