Revolution (Harry Potter Fanfic) Old

Harry Potter Returns?

The man smiles down at three boys in their own beds for once. He loves them more than anything else in this world. They are the only ones that keep him from going after the ones he has lost.

They need him and he knows that. He will never leave them the way the ones he needed more than anything else in this world left him. Although, it wasn't their fault that they left.

Tom was the first to come along and he has his green eyes with the red specs from his Dada and his Papa's long blonde hair. In the middle came along Damon and he has his Dada's black short hair and his Papa's silver eyes with the green specs from his Daddy. Then last along was Basilius also with his Daddy's black hair at medium length and his Dada's red eyes with green specs from his Daddy and the silver specs from his Papa.

"Daddy, can you tell us a story?" Basilius asks the man not able to sleep without a story even though he is now eleven years old.

The man sighs, but sits down on the bed beside his youngest triplet Basilius. Damon and Tom turn to face him both also wanting to hear the story that their Daddy is about to tell. All three of them smiles at the man making his heart skip a beat at how much they look like his husbands when they give him those smiles.

"Okay, which story?" The man asks eyeing the clock as he does not want to be late for his appointment with the Headmaster that he hasn't seen in twelve years.

"The one about how you, Dada and Papa got together." The triplets say in unison and the man shakes his head with a fond smirk on his face.

The man tells the story answering all the question his sons asks during the story. He never will get enough of the looks of love and wishing on his son's faces when he tells them about their Dada and Papa. They were the loves of his life and nothing will change that he may get past the hate for them being gone, but he will never be able to lay with or marry another.

"Night my sweets." The man whispers before he walks out the room glancing at each boy one last time.

The man walks into his bedroom and changes into the robes he laid out before going to make sure his son's were in their own beds. He quickly changes not wanting to be late for the interview. He needs this job if he wants to keep an eye on his little ones, but also because he wants to teach it has become something that he loves and it keeps his mind of other things.

"Pippy!" The man shouts the house elf that is tied to him and his son's.

The pop apparation sounds throughout the room and Pippy appears infront of the man. The house elf quickly bows to them man who shakes his head. He has told her a million times that their is no need to bow to him the way she does.

"What can Pippy do for Master?" The house elf, Pippy asks the man and he smiles at her as she pulls at her left ear.

"Keep an eye on Tom, Damon and Basilius for me while I deal with the old bastard. Come get me if something happens." Her master tells her strictly, since this is serious.

The man has never left his son's for even a moment. He spoils them rotten and taught them all about the wizarding world and the different classes they will take when they go off to school. They are all he has left and he will be damned if he lets them suffer the same way he has in the past.

"Of course Master." Pippy answers quickly understanding her Master's love for his young ones.

"Good, thank you Pippy." The man dismisses his house elf and it quickly pops away.

Albus sighs looking around his office knowing that he is getting too old for this job, but he has no one else he will trust with it either. He loves the control he has over the students lives. He pops a lemon drop into his mouth needing energy for the interviews for new Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor position.