𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 [√]

Epilogue

Tobias sighed as he walked towards the door leading to the bedroom. He heard the arguing coming from inside. He opened the door and paused at the sight in front of him. Tom was sitting on the window seat with tears running down his face, and Draco, who noticed because he was facing the door, looked at Tobias with tears in his eyes, too.

"What happened?" He asked softly, and Tom looked up at him, before turning back to the window.

The Submissive emotions have been all over the place lately and have caused quite a few fights between them. But they all know they could blame him. "He called me an emotional hazard," Tom said in his blank monotone voice he only used on death eaters.

"After you said that I didn't love you because you were fat!!" Draco exclaimed, his voice cracking at the end.

Tobias quickly moved forward, resting a hand on Draco's shoulder. "Why don't you go to the garden? I'll talk to him," he said. Draco looked back at Tom before silently nodding and leaving the room with hunched shoulders.

#My love,# Tobias hissed, but Tom simply looked at him before turning back to the window, Tobias sighed.

#Go away,# Tom hissed, shifting in his spot.

Tobias moved over to the window seat and sat beside Tom, then sat there in silence until the movement of Draco in the garden dragged their attention down there. "I know he is trying his best, Tom, and I know you are too, but could you at least try not to make him cry? He already doubts himself in our relationship; this isn't making it any easier," The Alpha said, and Tom looked at him confused.

"He doubts himself? why?" He asked, his eyes going back to the blonde who was now sitting on the car side of the garden.

"Normally, it's just Alphas and Submissives that are mates; Dom/Sub doesn't usually have mates; he doesn't know what his part in this relationship is, and you claiming he doesn't love you was a lot for him. Why do you think I came? I could feel his emotions all the way from the other side of the manor," Tobias said, standing and pulling Tom to his feet. "Get some rest, I'll go talk to him," He said, leading Tom to the bed and kissing his head before going down to the garden to Draco.

He sat beside the blonde, who immediately turned to look at him. "Is he alright?" he asked, and Tobias nodded.

"He is fine. I left him to rest," he said, wrapping a hand around his shoulder. "You know he didn't mean it, don't you?" he asked, and Draco nodded his head.

"I know," he sighed, "but it was just such a shock coming from him," The blonde said, and Tobias pulled him closer.

"He's pregnant; he'll say a lot of things that he doesn't mean," Tobias informed him, and Draco sighed.

"I know. I figured that out long ago, but I can't keep doing this. I don't want it to get to where I actually hurt him," he said. Tobias smiled, and footsteps came towards them.

They both turned to see Tom walking slowly toward them, his steps were hesitant. He paused when he saw the two looking at him. His eyes went from Draco to Tobias and back. Tobias gently pushed Draco off the bench, silently telling him to go to Tom.

Draco paused in front of the taller and held out his hand, Tom looked up at him before taking his hand and allowing Draco to lead him to their spot. "I thought you were resting," Tobias said when he sat down, Tom sitting on Draco's lap with his arms wrapped around his neck.

"I couldn't," he said looking up at Draco. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say those things. My emotions do get a bit out of hand, and I can't stop myself before I say anything," He apologized, and Draco kissed his head.

"I know, I apologize for my actions as well," The blonde said, and Tobias smiled at the two.

"How are Sev and Narcissa handling Hogwarts?" Tom asked, and Tobias laughed.

He had appointed Severus headmaster of Hogwarts, and his papa loved it. He knew the man would never admit it, but he loved the children. Narcissa, who also loved teaching, was Deputy headmistress, and she was doing well. The children loved her, and her motherly instincts had helped her a few times. He told his mates as such.

They sat there talking softly for a few more minutes, Tom was in the middle of saying something when he and Draco froze, making Tobias confused.

"His water broke," Draco informed.

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The three mates sat in the hospital room at St. Mungos. Tom was sleeping softly, and Tobias sat by his bedside, holding his hand. Draco was packing the room, making baby noises at the tiny blue bundle in his arms.

The door to the room opened and their parents rushed in. "How is he?" Severus asked, heading straight for Tom on the bed.

"He's fine, papa," Tobias told him and the man nodded before going to the group who now surrounded Draco and their son, cooing at the infant.

"Never thought I'd see them making baby noises at any baby," Tom said and Tobias looked at the man who was blinking at the bright lights.

Draco came over and handed him the baby and Tom smiled. "Hey there," he said softly.

"What's his name?" Remus asked, and the three mates smiled at each other.

"Zayde Slytherin,"

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Re-published: May 2, 2024, 7 pm

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