True Feelings

Part 3: Teasing His Son

Albus crept into the house and sneaked a peek into the livening room. "I'm safe, dad went straight to bed when he got home," he thought to himself as he began to climb up the stairs as quietly as possible. 

"Albus!" A voice called at Albus in anger and he stopped dead in his tracks. 

"Shit," he said and turned to see his older brother. 

"Where the hell were you?" Fury was in James's eyes as he stared his younger brother down. 

"Ummm... nowhere in particular." Albus couldn't let anyone know of his encounter last night. 

"Dont give me that crap, you almost got me in big trouble. I don't fucking care if you sneak out, but make sure you're the one who takes to blame." After that James went to bed, and Albus quickly got to his own bedroom. Albus collapsed onto his bed and had a dream of a certain blond boy. 

--Time skip to the morning--

Mornings at Harry's house were always crazy, having 2 teens was a challenge when the father can't cook at all. James is cooking pancakes for him, Harry, and Albus since Lily went to her moms. James inherited his mothers good cooking skills, and thankfully because if he didn't know how to cook then they'd be eating take out all the time. 

"James don't forget to make mine green for Slytherin," Albus, since everything had to be green our silver for the house he was sorted into.  

"Yah, yah, whatever," James said as he flipped the green pancake. Harry came down the stairs and grabbed Albus's green pancakes. 

"Dad!?" Albus tried to take his pancakes from his father, but failed when Harry made them float to an unreachable height. "That's not fair, you know I can't use magic outside of school yet."

"Yah, I know." Harry had a huge smile on his face and loved the look on his son. James was laughing as he made red pancakes for him and Harry. 

"Dad?"

"Yes Albus?" 

"Give me my pancakes." This made both Harry and James burst out laughing anymore. 

"What?" Albus looked at both his brother and father in confusion as they both laughed their asses off. "What's so funny?" 

Harry put the pancakes down in front of Albus and took a bite of his own pancakes. "I thought you liked sausage better." Albus looked at his dad in horror. 

"He knew. Oh God, dad knows!"  Thoughts ran through Albus's head as he ran up the stairs away from his father and brother. As he raced up the stairs he could hear both of them laughing uncontrollably.