They had just moved, and Harry decided he did not like his new room yet, opting to sleep with Remus, Severus, and every stuffed animal he had.

"Daddy's bed! Daddy's!" Harry exclaimed. "No! NO!"

"Harry, honey, what's so wrong with your bedroom? We made it for you, 'member?" Severus said gently. "You love it!"

"The monster in the closet!!"

"What monster?"

"There's a monster in the closet!!!"

Severus looked to Remus, who shrugged. "What kind of monster, bambi?"

"I dunno! But monsters live in the closet!"

"How about we go check, hmm?"

Harry clung to Severus and made Remus go in front of the both of them as they slowly walked to his closet. Remus took the handle, turned it, opened the door, and...

There was nothing.

"See? There's nothing to be afraid of," Remus said gently. "But if you're still scared, we can put a charm on the door so it won't open unless one of us opens it?"

Harry seemed to like that suggestion very much as he nodded harshly. "Don' like it, Pappy..."

"It's alright." He whispered a spell after shutting the door. "There. Nothing's coming out, if there's even anything in there. It'll be okay."

The family sat on Harry's bed. "How about we try sleeping in here for one night by yourself, hmm?Just one night, we'll leave the door open, you'll have your nightlight and all of your stuffies to protect you!" Severus said. "And we're right across the hall."

"Mmm..."

"You can come for me or Daddy whenever you need to, cub," Remus chimed in. "One night?"

"Okay... But extra cuddles b'fore!?"

"As much as your little heart desires, my little bambi." Severus hugged the boy tightly, then kissed his forehead. "Whatever you want."

"Let's go cuddle in mine and Daddy's bed for a bit then, hmm? Since it's bigger?"

"Yeah!"

And that is what they did. Harry lay on Remus's stomach, Severus holding both of them. Harry was safe. He felt safe. Safe in both of their arms.

Remus was content. With the two people he loved most.

Severus was happy.

Happiness.

He found it strange, how before he met Harry, he didn't even know what the hell this so called 'happiness' was. But then a five year old gave it to him.

"Severus."

"What?"

"I think he's asleep."

"Obviously. Go put him in his bed."

"Why me?"

"Because he's clinging to you for dear life. Please?"

"Alright, alright. But it's your turn next time." The werewolf stood, carrying Harry in his arms, and made the short walk to his bedroom.

"Pappy...?" the child mumbled, rubbing his eyes awake.

"'S time for bed, cub."

"But-"

"No buts. You'll be okay, I promise. Would I break a promise?"

Harry shook his head. "Nuh-uh!"

"Exactly. Let's get you all tucked in."

"Snug as a bug?" the child asked. Draco had told him about being 'Snug as a bug' and he now refused to be tucked in any other way.

"Snug as a bug, my sweet boy."

Harry hugged Lily and Padfoot as Remus tucked the sheets and thin duvet under the mattress. The weighted blanket did not quite reach, but that was okay.

"Ready for sleepies?"

"Mmm-hmm. Love 'ou, Pappy. Lots an' lots an' lots..." He let out a yawn. "To da moon 'n' back..."

"Oh, cub. I love you to the sun, past the planets and the stars, and all the way back." Remus gently took Harry's glasses and set them on the nightstand. "You get to sleep in tomorrow! Isn't that fun?"

"Yeah..." A few moments later, Harry's breaths became slow, and then he started to snore softly. Remus chuckled at the sight, gave his cub a final kiss on the forehead, and went downstairs to get a couple of glasses and a bottle of Butterbeer.

"I'm back," Remus sung as he walked into their bedroom. "And I have drinks!"

"Ooh, perfect. Booze while I grade-"

"For Merlin's sake, lay off of the grading!" the wolf said, ripping the papers out of his lovers hands and setting them on the nightstand. "One night without grading. One night, where it's just you, me, some Butterbeer, and the telly. Can we do that?"

"I need to get these done before July fifteenth-"

"Honey, please. For me?" Remus sat down and rested his head on the other's shoulder. "Come on..."

"Ugh, fine. What are we watching, then?" Severus moved the pillows around to make them more comfortable to sit up against. "Another rom-com?"

"No, I've tortured you enough. You can choose something this time."

"What if we didn't watch something?" Sev suggested. "I think you should read to me."

"Read what?"

"Surprise me."

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"SWING SET!!!" Harry jumped up and down as Remus and Uncle Siri carried a big box into their backyard. "DADDY, DADDY, DADDY, IT'S A SWING SET!!!"

"I know, bambi, I know. Figured you need something to play on besides the furniture."

"Can we build it today!? Please, please, please! Can Draco and Blaise and Ron and Ginny and Fred and George-"

"Yes, Harry, we'll build it today. And your friends can all come over for your birthday party later on, not today, though."

"Bi-Birthday party?"

"Yes, birthday party. We should start planning that soon-"

"I get a party? Like with... presents and cake and... and... Like a normal party?"

"Of course, honey. Of course you get to have a party!"

Harry hugged Severus tightly around his legs. "Thank you, Daddy! Thank you, thank you!"

Severus picked him up off the floor and spun him in a circle. "You'll get the perfect party, Harry. The perfect party for my perfect little boy. Whatever you want."

"Whatever?"

"Yep. Whatever you want. What kind of party do you want? Puppies, Quidditch-"

"DRAGONS!!" Harry squealed. "Dragons, dragons, dragons! I can wear my dragon jammies and we can fly and I can has a dragon cake and-" Harry let out a gasp. "Charlie likes dragons!! Charlies can come too!!"

Severus smiled. He would make sure that this years birthday so much better than last years. Harry would have a real party, with real presents. He wouldn't spend the day locked in some cupboard, absolutely not. He wouldn't be dreading 'fun time', either.

Severus swore to himself that Harry's sixth birthday would be one of the best days of his life.

"Want to go help them build? Maybe you'll get to use a hammer-"

"Yeah! Beat you outside, Daddy!!"

Severus, of course, let Harry win. He was also able to convince Remus and Sirius to put the swing set up the 'Muggle way', at least for a little bit so Harry could help.

Harry had a great time hammering nails into the wood and hitting Remus' fingers. Severus found it quite amusing, so much so that when it was his turn to do something, he may have hit Remus' finger as well. Not hard enough to hurt him, of course, but still. Very amusing.

"Merlin, Mr. Bat, I don't think I've ever seen you in anything that isn't black," Sirius said after a while, commenting on Severus' green T-shirt. He waited a moment to continue. "Looks nice."

"Thanks...?"

"Maybe we can get him into something pink, hmm?" Sirius suggested to Harry.

Harry laughed. "Daddy has a pink one! I gots it for him for Christmas!! A pink jumper!"

Sirius grinned. "That'd be a sight to see, hmm, Sev?"

"Yeah, Daddy! Gotta show Uncle Siri!"

Severus shook his head. "Not while they're working, bambi. But how about we go get Pappy some water and snacks, hmm?"

"Yeah! Can I make san'wiches? The bear kind?" Harry held his arms above his head, silently saying he would like to be held.

Severus picked him up and nodded. "Yes, the bear kind. Maybe even a puppy for Sirius?"

"Ooh, yeah! Can I have a puppy sandwich?"

"Sure, bambi. Let's go make sandwiches."

Remus and Sirius watched as they went inside. Once they were alone, Remus glared at the other.

"Really, Siri?"

"What!?"

"You don't need to try to embarass him every chance you get."

"Hey, I did nothing-"

"Sirius. You're going to get a beetle in your sandwich if you don't behave. Or we'll have to put you in the naughty corner."

"The what?"

"Harry made a naughty corner. Whenever me or Sev swear we have to sit in the naughty corner for five minutes." Sirius guffawed. "Hey! At least he knows not to swear!"

"Oh, come on, that's bloody hilarious-"

The two heard a small gasp and whipped around to see who was there. Harry was frowning with his arms crossed. "Gotta go in the naughty corner!"

Sirius looked from Harry, to Remus, then back to Harry, and back to Remus. "What- Remus, seriously-"

"No, you heard him. Well, he heard you, anyway. Go on, cub, show him where the naughty corner is," Remus said, trying his hardest not to laugh. "Was there something you needed, honey?"

"Lunch! I gotta use the cookie cutter and make bear sandwiches!"

"I'll be inside in just a second, then."

Harry took Sirius' hand and pulled him inside, into the sitting room, and lead him to a corner where there was a pillow on the floor and a sign on the wall that said 'Naughty Corner' in messy red crayon.

"Gotta stay for five minutes and think 'bout not swearin'!" Harry exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Yeah! Daddy has to do it loads of times."

"Huh. Your daddy swears a lot?"

"Sorta. But only when he hits his head or his toe!" With that, Harry ran off to the dining room to eat lunch, leaving Sirius to think about his actions.

He groaned and leaned against the wall. Why was a grown man sitting in time out! He stood to leave, and-

"Uh-uh, Harry heard you swear, now you face the consequences," Severus said, grinning from the doorway. "I have your lunch, but I mean, if you don't want to stay in time out, maybe you should starve..."

"Oh, come on! I've been working all morning!"

"So have I!"

"Doing what!?"

"I was busy making sure HArry didn't break anyone's fingers with a hammer, idiot. Here's your food. Stay in time out. You can join us in making ice cream sundaes in... three minutes. Have a nice time."

"Nice time my arse..." Sirius grumbled, sitting back down.

"That's another five minutes!" Severus shouted back.

"Wha- How did you even-"

"I'm a professor, remember that! I hear everything!"