Dad Sirius, Daddy Severus (Sirius x Severus)

Ill

Regression in time

A little Harry of only 4 years old was in his bed not wanting to get up, he felt tired and his small body weighed more than it should.

- Little one, it's time to get up.- Sirius said, entering his son's room carefully, opened the windows and leaned over to caress his slightly curly and boisterous hair, as only he could have it.

- Dad...- the infant whispered without encouragement with his slightly hoarse voice, he half-opened his eyes to be able to see his dad, his watery and tired eyes weighed on him.

- Hey baby... What do you have? - He murmured worried, Harry never used to get sick, but when he did, he was very scared. He carefully tested to test if there were any traces of fever, in fact there was one.

In addition to the fever, the little one seemed to have a horrible sore throat because he had a hard time talking.

- Severus! - He got up quickly to look for his partner who had just left his potion room.

- What's going on, puppy? - She looked at him worried, that serious and scared attitude of her husband was something you don't see every day.

- It's Harry, Honey - He looked at him worried, that alone was enough for both of them to quickly enter the little one's room, where the youngest was wrapped between his blankets hugging himself.

- My boy, what do you have? - Severus whispered, caressing his hair sweetly.

It will be better to call a medimago. - Sirius looked at his partner, he nodded and just ran to call San Mungo.

About two hours later the doctor had already checked the boy, wrote the recipe for potions he would need and gave them to him.

- They are angina, your throat will hurt for a few days, but with the options a day you will be able to recover soon, oh, and since it is contagious it will be better if you are not out of bed.

The man said before leaving. Both men sighed and looked at the minor, he was lying asleep, he had taken the medicines and let him rest.

- I always get scared when he gets sick, I'm too worried - The Black murmured with a slight frown

- I know, he doesn't usually get sick often but soon he will be fine, you know he always manages to recover - he kissed his cheek the shortest so he smiles.

- Doesn't it bother you if I sleep with him? I want to make sure that everything is in order - the animago stroked the opposite hair while leaving kisses on someone else's forehead.

- You know you don't, anyway you're going to get up every three minutes to see it. - He smiled denying.

And it was like that, Sirius had a slight obsession when Harry got sick, at all times at least every five or ten minutes he got up to watch him, as a first-time father he got scared very easily although he tried to calm down, because if not, he earned a reprimand from his beloved husband.

That same night, Sirius stayed to sleep with his child to be able to watch him, Harry felt better in his dad's arms, who was going to protect him always no matter what.

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My note:

Hello my children, I know, I have been very absent, please understand me, I was sick and I could not use my cell phone to continue translating, but here I am, alive, much better than before, to translate this beautiful story.

Good morning, afternoon or evening!