Harry Potter and the book of oneshots (English translation)

Confessions (Darry)

Warning; This is the sequel to "Regret"

Enjoy it <3

"Honey, will you go wake up our son, he should be awake and getting ready by now."

James nodded and gave Severus a gentle kiss before making his way to Harry's room.

Time had quickly flown by and now the 11 year old boy had grown into a 16 year old teenager.

However, there were rarely complications between him and his parents. A rarity in any other family.

The Snape knocked patiently on Harry's door and waited for an answer.

"Harry? Are you awake, your father wants to take you to breakfast."

When there was still nothing to be heard, James got fed up and opened the door to the room.

What he saw left him speechless.

There side by side, in a bed, lay the Gryffindor and a certain blond wizard. Resting his head on Harry's chest, they slumbered contentedly.

James smirked and pulled the covers off their bodies with one tug. Thank God, they were both wearing light cloth trousers.

"Wake up boys! You have to go to breakfast!" the former Potter shouted euphorically and after an indignant; "DAD!" left the room.

Harry couldn't believe it and looked apologetically at Draco.

Draco, still a little pale around the nose, looked at the door and back at the green-eyed man.

"Was that James Potter just now?!"

Oh yes, there was something else, sat he wanted to tell the blond. Oops.

"Er Snape and yes. That was my father. You already know Dad."

Embarrassed, Harry scratched his head and stood up.

"Dad's right, we need to get ready and go to breakfast."

A sad expression crept onto the blond's features.

That they were together was still a secret. A secret that until now only Ron, Hermione, Blaise and Pansy knew. And now his fathers too.

"We'll be fine."

They had a hard time not being able to show their love, yet it was the best thing in the war.

Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy worked as spies for the British Ministry of Magic and neither of the youngsters, wanted Voldemort to suspect anything.

"I love you, no matter what. Never forget that."

The Avada green eyes looked at him with all the love Harry felt for the Slytherin.

"We can do this." Agreed Draco now and gave him a gentle kiss.

After a long shower, which was worth it for both parties, they got dressed.

Harry his Gryffindor uniform and Draco his Slytherin one.

Hand in hand, they entered the cosy living room.

There on the black leather couch sat Severus and James Snape, smiling at them.

"Do you want to talk?" the Potions Master asked, earning a nod.

"Well, Dad, Papa, Draco and I have been together for three months. We love each other and we're hiding for the sake of the war."

Wistfully, Harry looked at his fathers and found himself in a family hug, which also included Draco.

"We are happy for you. But please, use Silence Charm. I taught it to you so early for a reason."

Reprovingly, Severus looked at the, now bright red, boys.

"Yes, Papa." Harry mumbled, smiling sheepishly.

Severus smirked too and told them to get ready to go to the door, they were about to leave.

"What do you think?" asked James, looking his partner in the eye.

"They belong together, even a blind man without a walking stick can see that. They're going to have a hard time."

The Potion Master sighed softly and gave his husband a final goodbye kiss.

"See you tonight."

"Papa! Now come on!" Shouted Harry and his stomach also strongly protested.

"We're hungry!" cried Draco now, grinning cheekily at the Potions Master.

He just shook his head in amusement and followed his son and his boyfriend into the Great Hall.