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Missing You COMPLETE	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Albus Severus/Scorpius Views: 3115 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: I have now written the third (and final) part of the Missing Trilogy, however I was reading through Missing You and Missing Him and found a shocking number of mistakes and things I wanted to improve. So I did.

THIS is the edited and improved version, the story is basically the same just with some added detail and corrections.

Warnings: this is an ASP/SM MPreg, yes that means that this is definitely a slash story. If you do not like that, then do not read it.

Disclaimer: Obviously i do not own anything, JKR is, as they say, God, and retains all rights.

Harry always felt awkward on the rare occasions he had visited Malfoy Manor, uncomfortable with the memories of the past haunting him even more closely that they already did on a daily basis. His visits had become more frequent in recent years due to the close friendship the younger of his two sons, Albus, had forged with Draco’s son, Scorpius.

The bond the two boys had had been a most unexpected and initially awkward for various members of their respective families; but it was quickly clear that they were inseparable and had every intention of remaining that way, and they all learned to be at least civil for their sake.

Today though he was here to speak with Scorpius’ mother, Astoria Malfoy, and he was hoping that Draco was at work so that they could speak privately. He knocked sharply on the large heavy wooden doors using the ancient, yet pristine metal door knocker. He didn’t have to wait more than a few seconds before the doors swung open and a small elf bowed, welcoming him into the entrance hall.

“Harry,” Astoria greeted as she made her way over to him. She offered him a hand to shake and Harry noted that the smile on her face seeming to be genuine, “Draco is out at work, but can I help you at all?”

Harry shook the hand she offered and returned the smile. “Actually that is probably best; it was you I was hoping to speak to.” he told her.

“Really?" She asked, clearly surprised. "Well do come in, would you like some tea?” She offered, the polite hostess as always; she might not have been born a Malfoy but she had become very good at being one.

“No, this shouldn’t take long, but perhaps we can sit?” Harry suggested.

“Of course.” She agreed and indicated for him to follow her.

Astoria showed him into a fairly small room just off the entrance hall; but despite its modest size it still had the expensive and grand feel that went with all things Malfoy and made Harry feel uncomfortably like he was probably going to break something. It was furnished with two grand but comfortable looking chairs and a very old looking mahogany coffee table, and the focus of the room was a large stone fireplace with a grand painting of Malfoy Manor hanging above it.

“So what is it you wanted to ask, Harry?” Astoria asked. She had taken a seat in one of the chairs and had a cup of tea in her hand, which presumably an elf had brought to her while Harry was taking in the room.

"Right, of course, sorry." Harry apologised, remembering the reason for his visit. He took a seat on the edge of the other chair; leaning forward slightly, his hands linked together and his elbows on his knees. “I was hoping you could clear up the matter of Scorpius’ current location.” he asked somewhat bluntly.

It was three weeks into the start of Albus’ and Scorpius’ sixth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry but almost every other day Albus had been writing increasingly distressed letters home asking his father to find out why Scorpius had not returned to school.

Harry had, after the third letter from his son, conferred with the school but they were equally as confused by the boys absence and had already reported it to the ministry. However it was not compulsory for all wizarding children to attend the school, so while records for attendance, or lack thereof, were kept, the ministry would not get involved.

“I’m sorry?" Astoria asked, obviously confused by the question. "I don’t understand. He is at Hogwarts.” Her perpetual calm seemed to be disappearing before Harry’s very eyes. “Isn’t he?” she managed to ask after a few moments.

That Scorpius' own mother was oblivious to his absence was a worrying development and definitely not the news he had been hoping for. Harry was beginning to wonder if he should have listened to Al when he had first said something was wrong.

Albus had first expressed concerns about his friend when Scorpius, apparently suddenly, stopped responding to his letters about a month into the summer, but Harry had assumed that they had just had a disagreement and would work things out, most likely when they both returned to Hogwarts and could talk in person. Though he had to admit it was definitely odd given how often the boys had insisted on seeing each other during previous summers; this whole situation was decidedly odd.

“I am not quite sure what to tell you.” Harry spoke slowly and looked directly into the fearful eyes in front of his, as he realised he was going to have to tell this woman that he, nor anyone else that he knew of, had any idea where her son was. “Scorpius never arrived at Hogwarts, no-one even saw him get on the train at Kings Cross.”

“What…?" She asked, blinking a couple of times, "You have to be mistaken, no…” She looked slightly faint and was shaking badly enough that she had to put her tea down on the table, her breath was rapid and seemed to catch in her throat, “No there has to be a mistake, Draco said he put him on the train.”

Harry resisted the sigh he felt, he had so hoped that Draco wasn’t going to be involved in whatever it was that was going on. “Well, I think we need to talk to your husband then.” He stated.

“Please, let me speak to him first," Astoria requested, clearly shaken. "Let him explain to me what is going on, I am sure there must be an explanation.” Astoria was all but begging as she moved to sit on the edge of her seat, leaning towards Harry slightly. “Please.”

Harry gave her a calculating look, “Hmm… very well… BUT… I will expect to hear from you by ten am tomorrow with a full explanation or else I will arrest Draco and get search warrants.” Harry warned sternly, meeting her eyes with a look that made it clear he was not messing around.

Harry rose from his seat and did not bother to say any goodbyes as he left a still trembling Mrs Malfoy to her thoughts. He needed time with his thoughts too; why would Draco tell such a lie to Astoria, let her believe her son was at Hogwarts when he wasn’t; it didn’t make much sense at all and Harry had that nagging feeling that he was missing a key piece of the puzzle.

Harry had a few ideas for the excuses Draco was likely to try and use if he was hiding something, which now seemed more than likely, and he was going to be ready to challenge his former school rival on any story he tried to spin. Harry's first point of call was going to be to speak to his contacts at the worlds other magical schools, just to be sure that Scorpius was not in attendance at one of them but Harry had a bad feeling he was going to need those search warrants he had warned Astoria about, come the morning.

An hour after his conversation at the Manor, he was to be found at his desk, the files containing the documentation for all the Malfoy properties open in front of him. If he was going to have to start a search for the Scorpius he wanted to know where he was going to have to start.

##

Harry was suddenly jerked awake by a knock at the door; he looked around sleepily, removed the piece of paper that had stuck to his cheek and shook his arms to return feeling to them. He cursed, he hadn’t meant to fall asleep and was quite sure that he would be getting an ear full from Ginny when he finally found time to go home; other all nighter at the office was not the way to get into her good books.

“Come in.” he called out once he had made himself vaguely presentable and he was only half surprised when the familiar blond walked through the door. “Draco? Erm…hi.” Harry indicated a vacant seat across the desk from him, for the other man to sit in.

“Eloquent as always, and no thank you, I will not be staying long.” Draco’s face was expressionless but he met Harry’s eye. “I just came to inform you that Scorpius will no longer be attending Hogwarts and that you can stop looking for him, also I kind request that you stay away from my wife.”

Harry raised an eyebrow, hoping it was sufficient to express his dissatisfaction with Draco’s so called explanation.

“He has been enrolled in another school, which is no business of yours or the ministry’s.” Without waiting for a response from Harry, Draco swept out of the room, his robes billowing in a way that Harry was sure he must have learned from Snape.

Harry made no attempt to follow him but sighed at the knowledge that his instincts had been right again, he was going to need those warrants. He had already received confirmation from all the schools that they had no new students in attendance matching Scorpius’ age or description.

Harry had so desperately wanted the Malfoys to give him a real explanation, for there to be a simple answer to all his questions, but had to accept that he was just being fed more of the usual lies. He had promised his son that he would find Scorpius and he was even more determined to do so now that Draco had made him so suspicious.

##

Three days later the warrants were finally approved, he knew there was not a lot of evidence that anything was wrong but Harry was able to use his name and influence to get enough of the Wizengamot to sign off on it.

There were four properties owned by the Malfoys, including Malfoy Manor, Harry had warrants for all of them but given Astoria’s belief that her son was at school it seemed unlike he would be at their main residence. Two of the other properties were supposedly occupied and Harry assigned members of his department who he trusted to them, but it was the final property which Harry assigned himself to.

It was the smallest of the properties by a significant margin, a flat in central London. It had been usually rented out but had been listed as a vacant property for about 6 months.

He had written to Albus to let him know that the warrants had been approved and that the Malfoy properties were going to be raided. He offered his assurances that he would find Scorpius and that he would let him know as soon as he knew anything.

##

Albus had struggled to settle back into being at school, he missed Scorpius and he was worried about him. He still didn’t believe that the other boy would ever abandon him like this, not without a good reason and an explanation.

At least his dad seemed to be taking his concerns seriously at last; he had spoken with Scorpius’ parents and was waiting for warrants to search the Malfoy properties, according to the letter he had received the day before.

The young Potter boy was sitting sideways on one of the large sofas in front of the common room fire, his knees pulled up to his chest and his head resting against the back of the seat. His family were giving him their usual worried looked from their various locations around the room, and as usual he was doing his best to ignore them.

##

It was early morning when Albus woke up to the hooting of his father’s owl, from the back of the sofa. Apparently he had fallen asleep where he sat, something he was making a habit of.

“A letter? Thanks.” Albus took the parchment from the owl, apologising for the lack of treats he had to offer.

The owl hooted softly at him again before disappearing out of the open window that Albus supposed he must have come in through. He turned his attention back to his letter and pulled it open; his father’s handwriting looked hurried, but he never had great penmanship, so that wasn’t really an indication of anything much.

Albus,

Warrants approved this morning, will be raiding Malfoy properties today. I have a feeling about a London flat they have, so I am going to go to that one myself. I am sure we will find him soon, I will let you know as soon as I know anything.

Love Dad

He knew that flat, Scorpius had pointed it out to him when they had been exploring London a few years back. Albus felt waves of relief wash over him; finally he was going to get some answers. He folded up the letter, putting it safely into his back pocket of his jeans, as he got to his feet.

He had been thinking of going for a walk round the lake, but he was starting to get ideas of going out to Hogsmead and floo-ing to London, desperate thoughts of seeing Scorpius taking over his brain.

##

Harry apparated into an alley not far from the London flat, it was not a warm day but there was no rain and the sun was shining, he would walk the last five minutes to the Malfoy property. He was suspecting that it was going to take many of the advanced spells he had learnt in his Auror training to get past the flats defences, but found that it was actually far easier than he had expected and was inside in less than five minutes.

It was dark and quiet inside, Harry found himself feeling relieved not to have found Draco there, that would have been an awkward confrontation.

“Lumos.” He muttered, quietly summoning the magical light.

There was a living room off to the left, Harry put his head around the door. It was almost as dark as the hallway, the heavy curtains blocking the outside street and the suns glow from view. It was a relatively small room with very little furniture, just a sofa and a table, on which there were several open books, as well as a bottle of some, presumably alcoholic, amber liquid and a glass; apparently someone had been here recently.

Having confirmed the room was empty he checked the kitchen with was on the opposite side of the hall. There were signs that someone was living in the flat here too, dishes in the sink and a small amount of food in the fridge. The kitchen was like the living room, simple and clean, void of any personal items.

The bathroom was behind the door next to the kitchen and, while empty, had the tell tale signs of recent use. Harry was not sure if he was expecting to find anyone in the last room at the end of the corridor, which he was now assuming to be the bedroom.

He pushed open the door, taking special care to be quiet, raising his wand so that the spell cast a gentle light over the room. Taking a few cautious steps inside he felt his breath catch slightly as the light glinted off long blond hair and then off two metal bands near the headboard.

Harry had to make a concerted effort not to let out a shocked gasp. He could tell that the young man in the bed was clearly sleeping, and even though he was facing away from the doorway he had no trouble recognising Scorpius. The metal bands were around his wrists, holding his hands above his head; his body was twisted slightly awkwardly so he could sleep on his side.

“Scorpius?” Harry was speaking softly so as not to alarm the boy.

The young man stirred from his sleep a little, his arms pulling against the metal bands slightly. The young Malfoy jumped when he realised he was no longer alone, his eyes wide; his restrained hands were just able to hold onto the duvet as he shuffled to sit up against the headboard, pulling the covers around himself as best he could.

“I am going to release these for you.” Harry indicated the boy’s wrists but Scorpius just continued to stare wordlessly. That look of pure fear on his face was worrying Harry a great deal and he wished he knew better how to comfort him.

Harry cast several spells to ensure that no alert spells had been placed on them, before he vanished the restraints. Scorpius rubbed at his newly freed arms and used them to pull the duvet more tightly around himself.

“You… you shouldn’t be here…” the young Malfoy managed to stammer out after a few moments and then fear seemed to return in full force, “you didn’t bring Al, did you?”

Confused by why this would be such a frightening thing for the blond, Harry reassured him, “No, it is just you and me, but I am going to write to Al and let him know I have found you and that you are going to be okay.” Harry went to the window, pulled the thick curtains to the side filling the room with light. He opened the window and his owl hopped onto the ledge; he had trained it to stay nearby when he was out on business.

                Albus,

                Found Scorpius in the London flat, he is safe.

                Love Dad

He watched for a moments as the owl disappeared and then returned to take a seat on the side of the large bed. Scorpius was still hugging the covers against himself for comfort.

“Do you think you could tell me why you were restrained in a property owned by your father?” Harry tried to keep all the fury, he was feeling towards Draco, hidden.

Scorpius shook his head, there were tears on his face and he wouldn’t quite meet Harry’s eye.

“You know you are safe now right? I won’t hurt you or let anyone else hurt you.” Harry hoped Scorpius already knew this but he was not sure what the boy had been through since they had seen each other last.

Scorpius gave him an evaluating look but eventually nodded, the pair of them falling back into silence.

“How did you find me?” Scorpius asked quietly.

Harry smiled; he had been hoping that if he gave the boy some time he would feel comfortable enough to talk.

“Albus was worried about you. He refused to believe you would just stop writing, I am sorry to say that I didn’t exactly listen to him. When you didn’t turn up at school though, I confronted your parents and their story didn’t quite add up, so we searched all your father’s properties.”

Scorpius nodded his understanding and they fell back into the slightly tense silence again. It had been nearly half an hour since Harry had first arrived at the flat and he felt he should let the others know that he had found Scorpius. With thoughts of his family he summoned his stag patronus whispering a message to take to the others.

“So Scorpius, I have asked them to place your father under arrest, but in case they don’t find him straight away, I think it would be best if we weren’t here.” Harry was keen to get him somewhere safe but was not about to force him into something he wasn’t ready for.

“Yeah, okay,” he sounded reluctant, “but I need to explain, or at least show you, something first.”

“Of course,” Harry gave him a warm smile, “what is it? Is this to do with why you were here?”

Scorpius nodded and slowly detangled himself from his duvet. Harry couldn’t help it, he was staring, wide eyed and in shock, as Scorpius revealed his extended belly.

“Are…” Harry couldn’t believe he was going to say these words. “are you pregnant?”

Scorpius was looking determinedly out the window, unable to meet Harry’s eyes.

“I didn’t even know that was possible.” Harry exclaimed, still feeling disbelief.

“I didn’t know either, it is rare and not really something that is talked about. My father was just trying to protect our family from more shame.” Scorpius’ expression was one at sadness, he clearly felt he had let his father down and the sight was breaking Harry’s heart.

Unable to hide his annoyance Harry was almost growling when he spoke, “That is no reason to make you a prisoner; you don’t need to hide away.” Harry hoped his words offered at least some comfort, “Have you even been to see a healer since you found out?”

“No, I woke up here about three or four weeks into the holidays; father figured it out before I did and brought me here.”

“Okay, so first stop, St. Mungos.” Harry held out a hand to help the young pregnant boy get out of bed.

Scorpius managed to swing his legs around to that he was sitting on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, one hand in Harry’s, the other supporting his unborn child.

“Scorpius?” Both Harry and Scorpius fixed their eyes on the young man who had just appeared in the doorway

“Al?” Scorpius sounded breathless and tried to grab the duvet to cover his pregnant bump, all too late.

“Albus Severus Potter, what on earth are you doing here? You are supposed to be in school.” Harry scolded his son, but Albus’ attention was fixed completely on the blond sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Are... are you pregnant?” Albus seemed to be going into shock and had gone incredibly pale.

Scorpius met his eyes and nodded and watched in horror as Albus fainted.

“AL!” Harry and Scorpius cried out at the same time.

Harry rushed forward, indicating to Scorpius to stay where he was. He knelt down to where his son was out cold on the floor.

“He seems fine, just fainted.” He told Scorpius, who was now looking at Al with an expression which made Harry’s eyebrows rise.

“Why do I suddenly have a feeling that you and Al are not just friends and that I might be a grandfather a lot sooner than I planned?” Harry’s voice sounded more amused than annoyed, Scorpius still couldn’t help but blush, in effect confirming Harry’s suspicions.

This was not at all how he had imagined Al’s father finding out about them, but at least he was taking it well, far better than his own father had.

##

When Albus opened his eyes he saw his father leaning over him smiling.

“Hi Al, welcome back. You feeling okay? You did hit the floor kind of hard.”

“Yeah,” Al managed to sit up with a little help, “I just…”

Albus’ stopped mid sentence at the sight of the heavily pregnant Scorpius in front of him.

“So I didn’t just imagine that then? You really are pregnant?” The calm of Albus’ voice helped the reassure Scorpius, but he was still scared of what his boyfriend would have to say.

“I would have told you, I swear, but I never got a chance, I am so sorry Al.” Scorpius was speaking rapidly and was pleading.

Seeing the fear that flashed across Albus’ face when he realised that his father was in the room, Harry pulled him into a hug.

“It’s going to be okay. I know you are in shock right now but we will all get through this together, this makes Scorpius family now anyways. Right? No escaping once you’re a Potter.” Harry winked at Scorpius and Al sighed; trust his father to make jokes at a time like this.

Pulling back, Harry was delighted to see the smile he loved so dearly back on his sons face.

“Thanks Dad.” Albus said quietly.

“Of course, that’s what fathers are for.” He felt a spasm of guilt at his words; that was not how Draco felt about this situation or his son. “I need to set a good example for the pair of you now anyway, for how to be a great Dad, as it will be you soon enough.”

Albus felt his cheeks warm slightly as he blushed.

“Come on,” Harry pulled Albus to his feet and turned to help Scorpius manage the same. “Let’s get your boyfriend to St. Mungos and make sure both he and your kid are in good health.”

“My father has some books on male pregnancy in the other room, perhaps we should take those with us.” Scorpius suggested as they were about to leave.

Albus fetched them quickly and apparated them to the hospital

##

Scorpius had not been aware how good it would feel to get out of that room, the only times he had left it recently was to go bathroom accompanied by his father.

The sterile, clean, medical room at St. Mungos might not have been welcoming but the change of scenery was. Al had refused to let him out of his sight since they arrived in the hospital.

Apparently being with the Potters was the key to great medical care, you got treated quickly and by the best. Within twenty minutes of their arrival both he and the baby had been given clean bills of health. His father might not have wanted the world to know about his pregnancy but apparently he had at least still valued the health of his son and grandchild.

“Al…” Scorpius spoke softly to his boyfriend, who was in a chair next to the bed, staring into space.

“Hmm…?” Albus turned to face the blond, smiling as he gazed into the grey eyes he had missed so terribly.

“I did try to get away, you know… to come and find you.” Scorpius explained. “The first week I nearly managed to get out twice, that’s why he handcuffed me to the bed.”

“He did WHAT?” Albus was on his feet and looked ready to kill.

Scorpius looked shocked at the sudden rage and remembered that Harry had released the restraints long before Albus had arrived.

“Al… calm down… please.” Scorpius’ words draining some of the fury from the other boy. “He has already been arrested and I am safe now. I just didn’t want you to ever think that I abandoned you.”

“Oh Scorpius,” Albus was half smiling now and playfully punched his in the arm, “Sometimes you are really very stupid, I didn’t believe that for one second. As for your father he can go to Azkaban, the North Pole, or just home, I don’t much care, so long as he is never anywhere near you or our child ever again.”

Al crawled into bed next to Scorpius, it was a tight fit on the single bed but the closeness was completely worth it. The kiss they shared in that moment said all the things neither of them could find the words for, their hopes for the future and the passion they had missed in their three months apart.

To Be Continued….

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