** Song is Greensleeves by Lorenna McKennit. Check out more of her songs! **

Matthew is young, standing up in his crib, tiny pale fists clutching the bars. "Papa!" he calls through the open door. He waits for the familiar footsteps, a familiar voice: nothing. "Papa? Papa! I up, Papa!"

Daddy and Alfie had left to go grocery shopping awhile ago... Did Papa forget him again...? Had they finally left him alone?

"P-Papa?" He whispers, sitting down in his crib, his voice paper thin and sad. He wants his papa. He wishes he didn't always get left behind. Hot tears well in his eyes and threaten to roll down his cheeks.

He closes his eyes...

Hands lift him up and suddenly he's cradled against a cotton shirt, a warm broad chest. Matthew immediately feels okay. And he clings to him to make sure he's not going anywhere.

"Oh, mon cher..." Francis Bonnefoy whispers, smoothing his son's hair back. "You think I wouldn't forgotten about you...?"

"S-sorry, Papa..." Matthew murmurs.

"Love, you do not need to apologize. I could sooner forget the moon and the stars than you." Francis kisses his hair, and he buries his face closer in his chest. He feels sleepy. Safe.

Francis hums "Greensleeves" off tune and twirls them gently around the room...