Linger ( A Carry On Sequel/ Larry Stylinson AU)

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HARRY

I walk down to the familar streets on my way to our flat in London even if it's snowing like crazy. I'm sure my parents were pretty much excited to see me and so am I. I miss my dads. Yes. Dads. I have two fathers, Simon and Baz. The most legendary magicians and probably the most openly gay couple in Watford. My father Simon, was the "Chosen One" or also known as the "The Mage Heir" in their time and my other father Baz, was the son of the most courageous and influential headmistress of our school and he is also a vampire.

I heard their story a lot. Like how they defeated the "Insidious Humdrum" which is the biggest threat in Watford and turns out to be my father's other shadow or somewhat like a hole that was left by him everytime he uses his magic and "The Mage" who used to be the ruler of our school, who turns out to be evil (because he trapped my father,Baz in a coffin for six weeks and killed my grandma, Natasha Grimm-Pitch, by sending vampires to Watford) and power-hungry magician.

As I step in our porch, I rang the doorbell two times. My dad, Simon welcomes me with a warm hug.
His hair is all brushed up, he shaved his stubble and he was wearing a cozy Christmas sweater. And on the background, I can see my other dad on the foyer with Aunt Penelope who's having a chat, I guess.

He brushes my back gently probably shaking off the snow and muck that covers my coat. "Hey Harry! I miss you!"

"I miss you too,Dad!", I say as I hug him back.

"Oh don't call me 'Dad', it makes me feel old and grumpy.", he laughs.

I don't know why he doesn't want that. Maybe because he's only 25 and he really doesn't look like a dad. And so I agreed. I'll call him Simon.

"Come on in, my rosebud boy.", Simon says as he motioned his hand for me to come in and I followed him.

I sometimes wonder why he calls me that. Rosebud boy. I mean it is just so weird and gay.

"Don't you call him that,Chosen.", Baz teases. He is used to call my dad "Chosen" because he find it cute and funny but Simon finds it annoying.

He teases. "But your mother used to call you that, Baz the rosebud boy."

Baz rolls his eyes at Simon. " Forget that I'm here?"

"My bad,Dad.", I say as wrap my arms around him.

"Baz, Harry. Call me Baz.", he frowns and smiles after. His fangs were visible  and it looks really sharp. Unlike mine, they're just like a normal canine teeth. I hope they will grow soon, just like Baz's.

"I don't know about you guys and your thing about being called 'Dad'.", I sigh and they are both staring at me.

Baz stops walking. "Because it's like you're insulting us."

"Plus it's kinda compilcated. You know, we're both 'Dads'.", Simon added. He has a point there actually.

"How immature the two of you! By the way, hi Harry!", Aunt Penelope greets. She's not really my aunt because she's not a relative of mine but because she is just a really close friend of my dads'.

"Hello Aunt Penny!",I say. She is still the same as the last time I saw her. Frizzy curls, Big glasses, and still got that wit in her face.